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    We knew him as Miles,
    the Black Prince of style;
    His nature fit jazz to a tee.
    Laid back and cool,
    a low threshold for fools,
    he set the tone
    of what a jazzman
    should be.

    Short on words,
    and unperturbed, about
    what the people thought;
    frozen in time, drenched
    in the sublime,
    of the passion
    his sweet horn
    had wrought.

    Solemn to the bone,
    distant and torn,
    even Trane could
    scarcely get in;
    I can still hear the tone
    of that genius who mourned,
    that precious note
    that he couldn't
    quite bend.

    Eric L. Wattree


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