"Hey, I found an artist I think you'd really like. He's got some really good production with a lot of focus on pianos-"
I can't talk to him.
I'm too scared. And I'm scared I won't be welcomed.
And I still don't think it's my place to reach out first.
I still think he'd like this artist. I'm sure he knows about them already. He always already knew anyway.
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Notes from the Mind
PoetryI often have many thoughts on my mind, so, here are most of them trickled down into perceivable words. And maybe you can find yourself in them too.