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Today I have to move Jack my body Miss him in rhythm The death of a DJ Is never mourned quietly Sweat mixed with tears Far beyond my years Yet near to me I hear the beat Feet already know what to do I move like Turn tables not the only thing spinning Thoughts swirl so surreal Can you feel that way For someone you never knew But know well Art makes you feel closer Drums like mothers heartbeat When you hear it in the womb Thats why music soothes House may have been my first home Didnt have much as a child But family and music More than enough Tough to listen and remember But the only way to honor A House godfather Ill pay my respects on the dance floor #ctaFreestyles #RIPFrankieKnuckles #HouseHead #30Poems30days
Posted on: Tue, 01 Apr 2014 12:38:41 +0000

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