Guitar - DaveDaweed

I saw a guitarist when I was on holiday. And somehow, it was a really big experience for me. You might be wondering why? Because it just seemed that he was not only playing the guitar, but he was giving piece out of his soul with every string being touched, as gently as if he was afraid that he could hurt music somehow. And that passion, the dedication, fire of enthusiasm behind his eyes... he was in his own world. 

He wasn't just playing the guitar. Him and the guitar were one. 
 

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