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Stephen O Amadi

Stephen O Amadi

Writers XXXIII

Improv heart

Give me
A guitar
With
No strings,
Mouth me
A song
With
No words,
And I
Will
Orchestrate
A piece for you
With no
Notes.

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You can’t get Enough Of words Or enough Of context
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