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9/23/22

Dear Hobi,

I went down to the studio today and found a copy of your mixtape.

I sat down and listened to it. It made me nostalgic.

Rapping was a big passion of yours. You could sing too.

I envied you. I could barely even sing!

Sometimes when you were practicing in the studio I would sneak over and take a peek. Listen to your voice.

You could dance, even.

Your body could twist and thrust in ways that I didn't know were possible.

You were truly free when you danced. Your soul spirited out of you and filled the air around you, making everyone near you breathless and in awe.

That's how I felt every time I watched you.


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