It will take times of torturous tenacity for her to imaginatively replicate past endeavours of facetious bewilder, to enviously reimburse her thirsty soul once more. And, all awhile, still somehow smiling harder than anyone else may have never achieved before. Radiant-faced and oft-than-not painstakingly overcome with pummelling levels of agonised over-emotion, this is the both starry-eyed and forlorn story of one gorgeous girl.. … and her fancy dancing guitar strap.

Indeed, eagerly given over to her by a beloved father who dared to outlandishly care, to enthusiastically spare these morbid moments of crushing anguish from coming to colossal fruition yet again – – – and all of it will dance fancy-and-free and rather unashamedly with-in .. ..

the pulsation of every brand new string…