Dreams

The air was thick tangy with the smell of beer and the sound of a steel guitar cut through the crowd like a knife. Sarah, fresh off the bus from Texas, stood at the corner of this honky tonk, her heart beatin' like a tambourine to the music. She clutched her guitar loosely, its worn wood warm under
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