Sometimes, at the end of a very long day, there isn’t space for any more words. There’s only room in your heart and your head for the setting sun, the smell of the sea, the sound of the waves and the whip of the wind as the daylight fades out to make way for night.
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lovely!
Nice perspective and great color in the sky! Great work.