12 string magic

swapped my friends guitar for her 12
the extra set of strings
creating a harmonic texture and universe
which tantalizes
and enchants
the fullness of sound
complete on its own
thickens thin melodies
drones with beauty
and could possibly make a great coffee
anyway
nice guitar
gonna record some new tunes
with it
tomorrow.

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