i feel like a pianist in a grand hall.
placing my fingers on the keys,
they fly and press and know what they are doing
they're confident, and persistent, and nearly prideful.
i flex and move and perform
giving the concert of my life.
yet i'm intimidated and unsure.
not knowing what will happen.
what the review will be
if it will be pleasing.
but i don't care.
i'm an artist, a musician, me.
so i do it for me.
not for reviews.
not for others.
for me.
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