A year ago, not long after Prince showed up in spirit, I had a dream. He had come to pick me up in a purple car. It was night time and we drove until it became day, and he took me to a music festival. We pulled up on the festival grounds and I was assisting him with his guitar. He said to me that he was going teach me to play.

I had a guitar when I was a teenager. I don't even know an actual song . . .

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