Star Zeones

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Last published Sat, Aug 22, 2020

The cheers, the shouts, the blinding lights infront of me. It didn't matter, all I think of, was to pour my emotions in every strum I make in my guitar, hoping that the music it makes, will be heard, felt, and loved. - Zeones by resjamie

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