I have a dream. That one day all six strings will be wound on one guitar. I have a dream. That this guitar will glow in red and orange symbolizing the burning passion inside of me to play this instrument. I have a dream. For my fingers will soon walk themselves along the smooth fretboard and strum across the golden strings. I have a dream. The strap over my shoulder will support an instrument that will exalt above all others and will claim it's home inside a velvet case next to my bed. I have a dream. That the T5 Thinline will soon be mine. And yes, it is only a dream.
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A dream? Our dreams often become a reality...and they should. Got to have faith. Whoever thought you would have that Taylor that you played for so many years. Well, the loan people sure didn't...
So dream big brother, and dream right. For that dream may soon become...a beautiful, true, tangible, playable, crisp, HUMIDIFIED!, reality.
Play on oh musical one. You shall see the light of reality soon...hey since I am full-time...and single...I can put cash back for wooden, stringed, instruments that are not my own.
Dreaming at the Library,
Uncle Woo-Hoo
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