There either is a Parasitic host inside me making me do regrettable things or maybe another Parasitic host makes me believe regret is me and I am a victim. Either way I can beat it at piano, even when I might believe I am incapable I never get stuck with that thought, I know it’s just a game of try again. It pays off but interestingly, the successes don’t linger only the failures tend to get replayed.
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