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THE GUITAR by DAVID BOTTOMS

First Line: ALONE ON A HILL ABOVE THE FESTIVAL, I LISTEN PAST FIELD NOISE
Last Line: COULD SUDDENLY GO STRANGE IN MY HAND?
Subject(s): FESTIVALS; GUITARS; MUSIC & MUSICIANS; FAIRS; PAGEANTS;
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