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Voice
I wait for the girl's voice. She writes in silence, expressing her feelings. I capture a person's life. Sad moments. Happy moments. Angry moments. I make records. I sing. I speak through microphones. I put it out for the world to hear. They listen to me through headphones. Speakers. Computers. I pause, play, rewind, and fast forward. I create different beats and genres. Hip hop. Rap. Rock. I change a person's mood. I express what cannot be put into words. I get paid to do this.
I wait for the girl's voice. She writes in silence, expressing her feelings. I capture a person's life. Sad moments. Happy moments. Angry...
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