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A Guitar God and His Shredding

Im sad today to hear that Eddies gone,
All I can do is celebrate his life and times,
Listening to old albums remembering,
The technical virtuosity that was just divine.
It was like catching lightning in a bottle,
Van Halen influenced many through the years,
And now I sit here visiting all those songs,
Like many of his fans, were all in fucking tears.  
Its like they say - rock legends never die,
Now Im blasting music through my headphones,
Listening to a guitar god and his shredding,
As the music rocks and rattles me to the bones.
RIP Eddie 1955-2020
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