Spitball Army

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She asked me for a definition of jazz.

December 3rd, 2009 · No Comments

ground jump twist, sun-kissed, soaring bird ’round the words, ’til the third then shift, glide to a slide, back on your feet, take me home

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Protected: Booker to Mae: 16 December 1925

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