At the beach…
6 pm and I sit by myself at the beach, my feet dug into the sand.
The waves crash and crash, the sound. The sea roaring in my ears and suddenly… it falls into silence.
The sun, that big ball of fire. Orange, pink, yellow. The light turns more soft and melancholy bathes me. The wind surrounds me with warmth and I breath the salty air.
Asato Ma Sat Gamayo 
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septiembre 27, 2009 a 6:33 pm
Cristián Guerra
cuesta que salgan esas fotos, creo que fue exitosa esta, en si el lugar idilico, saludos.