the maestro is conducting his orchestra while the music travels through his ears and inside the theater.
He is living the moment of pure joy along his fellow artists ,they play one masterpiece after another and making the audience cry from joy.Joy for being present in such a unique and mastefull perfomance.a perfomance so enchanting and so magical that no one is talking os saying a thing ,just silently and extactic let them selfs travel with the music.The orchestra and the maestro are enjoying it aswell ,having the audience crying from joy the peak their perfomance up ,they get in small frenzy state that make them playing the most perfect piece ever written.the audience is still in silence and the piece is coming to an end .Finishing the piece the maestro is taking a bow to his orchestra and turns around to the crowd ,,as he turns around the orchestra vanishes in thin air and the audience is gone ,the maestro is looking at the destroyd theather he once used to play....
He is living the moment of pure joy along his fellow artists ,they play one masterpiece after another and making the audience cry from joy.Joy for being present in such a unique and mastefull perfomance.a perfomance so enchanting and so magical that no one is talking os saying a thing ,just silently and extactic let them selfs travel with the music.The orchestra and the maestro are enjoying it aswell ,having the audience crying from joy the peak their perfomance up ,they get in small frenzy state that make them playing the most perfect piece ever written.the audience is still in silence and the piece is coming to an end .Finishing the piece the maestro is taking a bow to his orchestra and turns around to the crowd ,,as he turns around the orchestra vanishes in thin air and the audience is gone ,the maestro is looking at the destroyd theather he once used to play....
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