Play the Chord Right, At Least

Play the Chord Right, At Least

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I take a deep breath as I walk out onto the stage, clutching my trombone. I sit down in my designated spot and my conductor steps up on the podium. My heart is pounding furiously. He lifts up his baton and we all bring our instruments to our lips. I inhale and my conductor moves his baton swiftly, beginning the song.
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