That night, she owned the stage.

Her fingers ran over the keys to bring out those tunes which people had never heard before.

No, she wasn't just a pianist that night, she was herself. And that pinch of confidence was what made all the difference.

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That pianist in the pic above is what I drew when I was a kid.
Ah, it's feels like ages when I held some crayons.

Do you like to play with colors?