My thoughts

My Kind of Blues

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I heard her play the saxophone

outside the jazz club

oblivious to her surroundings

she seemed focused only on her music

I felt captivated and enraptured by her blues

I wondered what kind of life she lived

to play such music

that was soft and kind

yet penetrated my soul

 

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