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So there I sat, on a bright, sunny day,
with my acoustic, strumming away.
That's when it happened, a change in my luck.
From out of nowhere, tragedy struck.
Just for a moment, I loosened my grip
and from 'twixt my fingers my plectrum did slip.
Into the sound hole to never be found.
Left for all time to just rattle around.
Written for day 12 of the 2018 April Poem-A-Day Challenge on the Writer's Digest Poetic Asides Blog
Prompt - Write a lament poem
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