
I walked into the studio. I was old and there were cracks in the mirror. But it was comftable. I sat my stuff down and sat down. I looked at myself. I let the tears fall. I got up and turned on the music. Alex Calise voice filled the studio. She sang as i moved. I closed my eyes letting the music flow with my body. As i moved the tears flooded my face. I let them fall. I pushed myself harder and…
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