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I step onto the stage, a shiver passes my hand, as i walk to the center for the curtain close, my thoughts dwell to better days, days of inspiration, days with her. I take off my coat and throw it to the ground, it slides halfway across the stage, i tighten my necktie, swallowing the memories i just listened to. As the curtains open the power of my grief is so strong the warmed-up audience falls silent. "Mixtape Memories..." i say, while i make a bow. The collective sigh strokes my cheek..

This one's emotional, my first piece of my own argumented statement of 'Art'

For Evoke XX - Mixtape [link]

Description
I step onto the stage, a shiver passes my hand, as i walk to the center for the curtain close, my thoughts dwell to better days, days of inspiration, days with her. I take off my coat and throw it to the ground, it slides halfway across the stage, i tighten my necktie, swallowing the memories i just listened to. As the curtains open the power of my grief is so strong the warmed-up audience falls silent. "Mixtape Memories..." i say, while i make a bow. The collective sigh strokes my cheek..

This one's emotional, my first piece of my own argumented statement of 'Art'

For Evoke XX - Mixtape [link]