Spiriting Faultless Pitch
Without a partner, I sit here mutely. My grace and beauty for you to reckon. Bright head above a regal neck, soft curves. And promise of my rich voice do beckon. Im inevitably hollow, the fretful type, but with practice, I could be your soul mate: If you hold me just right, I'll resonate your spiriting faultless pitch, your song to elevate. What could I be?
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