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In a crowded Room

In a crowded Room

Good morning 🙂

As I get my guitar ready to take off for a day or two, I am looking out the window and all I can see in my head is a sea of faces. So many voices seeking to be heard, hoping for a moment of your time. Are we all special? Some people fight for their place, some rob, steal, take, compete… Who will shine in the end? In a crowded room their is for myself, a great hope that art and it’s creation is something that is a gift to share. It is like a bird set free, and the bird will fly where it needs to go.   A place of it’s own.


lots more to come 🙂

for now




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