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Liquid soul oozes thru
The blues man’s tunes
His Raspy bellowing voice
Reverberating
Vibrating in the darkened room
Filled with aching hearts
Pained by hard times
Eased by howling cries
Of His harp
Crisp and sharp
He breathes emotion
That pleases the ear
And touches the heart
Hardened by the long day
And loneliness
Relieved by
Moaning liquid soul
And calm darkness
In unison
Sorrows are let go
Lamented
And as many shall retire once again lonely and alone
Vibrations(((
Sweaty catharsis and liquid soul
Has oozed down
Head to toe
Warmed hearts
Numbed scarred flesh
And tired aching bones
