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Blue Skies

I stepped out to the center stage. There big globe stadium was dark but the ring of light center stage was where I was going to be. I adjusted my headset mic. I stood in the center of the glowing ring, the cheers filled the stadium. There was no light besides my ring a few lasers and the flashes of cameras. My platform began to rise, the ring of light revealing a hole of light under the platform. I tested the platform by shifting my weight from foot to foot tilting the platform.
“Good to go.” I said into my headset.
I began to sing the first slow verse of the song in the dark. The song picked up in an instant burst of flashing lights and lasers. I was having fun with it. I flew my platform flew around the stadium, interacting with fans all over the stadium. Skyler the guitarist flew in front of me, we were back to back leaning against each other. I sang he played. The lights flashed along with the song. This was my life for as long as the song lasted. How long would the ropes hold the real singer?

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