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With One GuitarThe stage is black The crowd chants I take a step back Feeling the wave of voices I smile and grasp my guitar A silhouette falls across the stage The crowd grows wild And I step onto the stage I hold my pick up With a smile on my face The crowd screams in anticipation When the pick falls from grace With one guitar A turn of a knob The pick hits wire I nearly blow them away With one guitar The songs throws them back To a place where we met Face to face With one guitar The crowd grows frenzied at my feet They want it They want more With one guitar My pick strummin’ the string Rockin’ the tunes Throwing them a wave With one guitar I am their hero Going to keep rockin’ Till the crowd fades away This picture is based on Kurst’s character painted with permission. 
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