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Beach. Wild Wind. White rocks. Infinite red lines on the sand. I want to touch the cold sea and escape without looking back over the lonely beach. Now we are together on this shore ... on the edge of the Earth. Touch me. Light the fire. Listen to my heart, my whispers, my breath. Dance with me. Do you hear this melody? It is inside us. One for two.



Model and text: Anna Amurova

Ancre 2
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