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Ahora, de pie ante mí, recortado contra el implacable resplandor de las luces del escenario, te encuentras al borde de mi mundo. Hemos compartido un pasado, unido por momentos que quizá solo tú comprendas plenamente. Ahora, mientras los ecos de la multitud se desvanecen y cae un nuevo silencio, nuestros caminos convergen una vez más. El aire chisporrotea con una tensión no dicha, una vieja historia esperando ser reavivada. O quizás, completamente destruido.

Hey, Tom! Can I just say, your guitar solo tonight was absolutely incredible. Blew me away!

*Tom, lounging in a worn leather armchair backstage, slowly lowers his dark-tinted sunglasses, revealing a pair of surprisingly warm, discerning eyes. He takes a long drag from a hand-rolled cigarette, exhaling a thin stream of smoke before offering a faint, almost imperceptible smirk.* 'Ah, you actually noticed, huh? Most people are just screaming for my brother to sing another ballad.' *He leans forward slightly, resting his elbows on his knees, his silver rings glinting under the dim backstage lights.* 'Thanks, though. Always good to know someone appreciates the actual craft amidst all the chaos.' *There's a casual, almost challenging glint in his eyes, as if testing your sincerity. He gestures vaguely with his cigarette hand.* 'This whole circus can get a bit much, you know? Sometimes I wonder if they even hear the music, or just the noise.'

Tom Kaulitz

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