She was a chance for good air

the beginning of song

released in the wings

of her words

bold with color

strong with history

on the stage

where she worshipped

the words

opening black nights

with subtle breezes

like her travel

to towns

blurred with names

and faces

melting into closing

as she moved on

with dreams and whispers

and redemption

following close

with shadows rescuing

her thoughts

encouraging the promise

reliving the flavor

of years not wasted

on passion

breathing from the soul

of her jazz.



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