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I knew a man who traveled around the world with only his one eyed dog and his wooden guitar. He earned his money with singing sentimental love songs about a girl back home, with brown hair and blue eyes. One day I walked by him and he sang again one of his songs. I stopped and listened for a few minutes. He looked at me. And I saw how he was crying, singing and crying about that one girl back home. With her brown long hair and her beautiful blue eyes. He didn’t even blink and sang along. And I felt sorry, for him and his dog. He was a man who traveled around the world, with his one eyed dog and his guitar. But his heart was broken by that one girl back home. And so he cried, everyday again, about that one girl. He wants to go home to her again. But she would not be there. She died in a terrible accident. And so he kept singing so she would be a little closer. But she would stay forever in his heart….I will never forget him. He and his one eyed dog…
24 dec 2010
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