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Blues: A Symphony of complexities

Honey can you move me?

Can you grab hold of that one note that will soothe me

this aching soul of mine is screaming for some peace of mind

I heard the bellow of the Sax but I still could not find

the mellow ease of the rise and pull of your lyrics

born out of pain and grief agonizing lack and need

I hung onto every string only to be knocked down by the sound

of your mournful tune and yet that upbeat groove caused me to move

until I saw blue skies and clouds of smoke fill my eyes

I looked down the end of your horn and

baby I was reborn!


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