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With deep glittering chocolate colored eyes, his skin fair, and untainted, his long curly bleached blond locks are simple and yet beautiful. He appears onto the stage gracefully, and with much poise - as well as so much promise. Promise in which, that his performance will leave us all awestruck and not breaking his long-lived stride. Picking up his guitar made of cherrywood, he takes the pick and wails once then taking the mic, he says, ''Satsui '' meaning he graced us with his presence with the intent to kill, to murder us. Murder us through the elysian and angelic melodies of his guitar - in which all his emotion and soul are put into. This is his life, as well as his love - his passion is not only admired by himself alone, but by others. His musical talent is my opiate, my ecstacy... As he shreds beautiful notes - I hope he never stops! Tears coming to my eyes, I wish to be able to hold such a talent! The talent to be able to bring one to tears through such wonderous music... But I cannot - this talent is his, and his alone... this is what makes him amazing to me... This is what makes him The God of Guitar...
