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Perfect Chords

When my fingers strum the ukulele

And make that horrible, springy, no-matter-how-much-I-practice-my-hands-are-apparently-too-small-to-reach-the-frets-and-create-a-clean-sound sound

I picture someone else in the room with me

Telling me it sounds perfect

To love each sound my fingers make