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(Y/N) starts to hum to themselves. As their fingers glided across the keyboard. The screen is the only light in the room, the darkness makes it feel like the void is just right behind them. The lyrics. Perfect. The rhythm. Perfect. The singing. Perfect. The beat. Perfect. The drawings. Perfect. The meaning. Correct. They rub their fingers. The pain is still there from playing the many string instruments that they currently have. The 10 songs are ready. They are ready to be heard. They went into their channel. Their eyes threaten to close shut as their tired body tries to move. Slowly they press the “post” button. As the videos start to upload, (Y/N)’s eyes start to close as their body slump against the chair, their head sways to the side.
There was a ding.
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