L of sweetness fills every corner of my soul, full of hugs and kisses yesterday, acquaintances and unknown. Behind the scenes one encounters easily to tears with those cables are not with your eyes open and with much light, the responsibility is a rock on the shoulders creating a thousand exploding stars to see the words written under the inspiration of a head fully estúpida.Pero is precious, you see the words dance, are alive, feel, sing, cry, get angry, it's magic fingers created by slaves who constantly pressed a few buttons disposed to be pressed is really magic.
And so behind the scenes that I fell in love with every one of you, of that I jumped on top of that to bear with grace my shots from that which to the mother of that great artist who stole a watch from above in that predisposed him everything ... everything love and captivated me, I felt the word feel, and I was seized with a sensation, again a live We filled my heart with the force of a Cridem fort.
From scenes I enjoyed a wonderful age of children who will embrace you, to old memories that become momentarily sympathetic between euphoria, also had those who were always by commitment joy yesterday, of which you never expected, from which do not fail , smiles, laughs, and applause, an audience unbeatable rose while we should raise them.
One learns much in three years doing theater, doing something, giving life and living. I am proud of all because I know the effort that has involved and eternally grateful that work after work you will continue believing in this, the script (despite being written by someone like me ... that good ...), our abilities, we can improve things.
noses behind the scenes do not I fell, I was!
I will clean the Lagrimillas again ...
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