the guitar player in every group

riffs on a guitar
songs flowing
like whiskey mixed with beer
smoke accompanying the forgotten lyrics
playing catch up
an excuse for improvisation
the chords taking us along
tracks of nostalgia
faces around change
different guitar players and singers
the music remains, unchanged

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I write to remember. I write to remain honest. I write to leave a bread crumb trail for my daughter. I write to relax. Trying to impress my better half, I write

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Maruti Naik

Maruti Naik

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I write to remember. I write to remain honest. I write to leave a bread crumb trail for my daughter. I write to relax. Trying to impress my better half, I write