11:11

11:11 read the clock! 

He made a wish this time, he wished for musical abilities. He just wanted to make music that touched people. 

He didn’t know why he loved music, why he played music.. But that was all he knew to do. He went on for hours playing, without realizing the time ticking by. He was obsessed. He became one with it. 

He felt every note, every vibration through the wood of the guitar to his body. It calmed his spirit. 

He went about his day, doing his chores, completing all the tasks, and it was time for bed! 

11:11 read the clock! 

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