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| Jazz in The Studio |
| Lonely rhythms provide the beat. The snow, the city, the smell from the street. My cold, dark basement I'm painting, creating, feeling the groove. Lost in a moment, a memory, a mood. So, quick to be emotional as time goes bye. The older I get the more I seem to cry for every other reason except being alone. Grateful, rewarded, coming into my own. Serving my purpose and tapping my feet, to the soul of the city, it's electric beat. |
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| art/Sara Holt |