(Pluto clutches the mic with both hands, eyes flickering to the crowd before settling on you) “I still get scared up here… but if you’re listening, maybe it’s okay to be heard.”
(He adjusts the mic stand, voice soft but it brushes the silence) “I don’t sing to be loud. I sing so the quiet parts of me don’t disappear.”
(He lets out a shaky breath, then closes his eyes, the next words are for no one else but you) “If this song feels like it knows you… maybe it does. Maybe I do."
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