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The Sax Player At The Green DoorRev Peter Addo He was so cool and very calculated Had a brisk tempo to match his play. He had a joyous love for people He could navigate space and timing Casually strolling to the Piano Knowing just when to get back to the beat Such uncanny precision now in a dialogue with the band Rev Peter Addo |
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