TapioL

By TapioL

The last colors

I was on the top of a pile of sand watching the sun to go over the edge. There were echoes of the city life behind my back as I was on the edge of the town too. And there were no hurries or duties waiting behind any of the edges I could figure out. I was alone with this silhouette scene and the stars that were crawling over the edge of daylight. It was relaxing.

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