The night is dark, letting only a trickle of moonlight through a dusty window. The bright glow of a computer screen illuminates his face as he listens to the track for the millionth time. As far as he is concerned, there is only silence outside of the headphones blaring at 120 decibels directly into each side of his head, not thinking of the food going cold beside his broken keyboard. Suddenly, he leans back in his chair and for the first time in days stops the repetitive sounds playing over and over in his head. It's finished. Although he doesn't feel this is his best work, he sleeps, mentally preparing himself to repeat the process again in the morning. There is no perfection in this world of music, only the determination to find it. 

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