by J Welch

You walk into an up-scale music shop, an eager sense of self-confidence surrounding you. You stride straight to the back and sit behind the jet black grand piano; it's beautiful. You lift up the fallboard and run your fingers across the keys that are stark white against the rest of the piano. You shake slightly with anticipation, but begin to play a minor, but melodic song, imagining yourself to be on a grand stage, being watched - adored - by hundreds of people.

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