When my day to day blacks out
My light's hid behind high concrete walls
Freedom chains hanging heavy around my ankles
Only when am on stage
Only when am with a guitar
Only then, the world ceases to matter
My guitar, to me, is power
Power to subdue the will within'n without
With each pull on the string
Is the feel of invincibility
12 October 2021
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