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The Nymph & The Chef #2
He tore and crumpled the page, again. He tried to throw it in the bin, but it missed the target and fell right next to it. It was already full anyway... David let out a long sigh. Nothing. Nothing good was coming, and it was infuriating. He had tried everything. Listening to his old songs, checking what was new and trendy, even his fandom's forum, no new ideas were coming. He didn't even have a single line to write down. His manager was going to kill him... He missed the old days, when he could spend days writing in his room, flowing with ideas. Back when he was a teen, it was so easy. All he had to do was put all of his emotions on the paper, try to play a few notes on his guitar, and a song would flow into his brain. That's how all of his biggest hits were created, with emotions and no
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