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Mika E. Stage Fright Faceless figures sit staring -
unmoved, eyes glazed over. I want to captivate them, make them smile, lose them in the music. I can imagine myself - bright stage lights and squinty eyes - timid and awkward presence. Losing my solidity, my body evaporating - leaving me. I look back at my group - calm and collected. Me? Palms moist, voice trembling. My mind, racing - full of thoughts - Will I reach that note? Will those figures applaud? I feel my cheeks turn pink - fear dampens my face with a warm sweat. Walking up to the mic, the music starts… I’ve forgotten the words.
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