She walked off into the sunset without saying a word. ⚡
 The surf, like a dog, licked her feet... 
And neither a motive nor a reason was needed: 
I felt... that no one was waiting. 
She left, as day goes into evening, 
And evening quietly turns into night... 
Sighing, hope extinguished the candles: 
There is no point in pounding water in a mortar. 
And let everything be as it already was: 
No one gives guarantees in life. 
More than once she went into the sunset... 
But after sunset the dawn will come again.

my body is my freedom, photographer, I create beauty, aesthetics