Imagine...
A symphony orchestra,
all the greats,
the legends,
the masters of the universe,
playing...
...a perfect piece.
BORING!
Perfectly executed,
flawless, pristine...
but dead.
Empty.
A sterile echo,
a ghost of a melody.
Now imagine...
A kid,
scruffy,
misfit,
with a guitar older than time,
a cracked voice,
fingers fumbling on the strings...
...but playing from the heart.
Every note,
a stumble,
every chord,
a struggle,
but the music...
The music is alive!
It's raw,
it's honest,
it's real!
Perfect form,
a sculpted...
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