Seated under the shade of an apricot tree alone, Tapiwa was strumming his guitar for a good jam that refused to birth. He had tried various strums to no avail hoping to strike a good note in the end.
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Seated under the shade of an apricot tree alone, Tapiwa was strumming his guitar for a good jam that refused to birth. He had tried various strums to no avail hoping to strike a good note in the end.
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