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Improvised

by mark-mcintosh

the sad trumpet makes everything of nothing a saxophone riff collects the air draws on changing moods dips & swings & halts & starts changing tempo for effect finding another layer of notes and improvised melodies without beginning, middle or endings many of all drums keep the line threading a piano core conducting with fingers & nods painting in blue
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