Dear Jimi Hendrix,
I remember listening to you for the first time. My grandfather absolutely adores you and he would say you were amazing with a guitar but I never really listened to you. I was in San Francisco and I saw the apartment where you died and I immediately wanted to hear your work. I listened to “Purple Haze”, I fell into it in an instant. It’s said that people like you die, I just don’t know if you wanted to die or nit and that’s what kills me. I hope I get to ask you. Your talent is now just a memory… not something to look forwards to and that really sucks.
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