I am in an improv troupe that performs the first friday night of every month. We do skits and I thought this photo correctly depicted the feelings we were all having that night. Of those wonderful lyrics to Eternal Flame. Close your eyes, give me your hand, darling. can you feel my heart beating? do you understand? Do you feel the same, am I only dreaming or is this burning an eternal flame?
This was not my favorite show, but those kids know what they are doing and we have fun doing it.
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