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Meu fogo is a clear day. The kind of day where there are no clouds in the
sky, but the sun doesn't hurt your eyes. The kind of day where the ocean
is clear enough you can see the baby fish riding along the waves that
gently hug the shore. The kind of day that has birds coming down for
lunch. The kind of day that nature chooses to be around you instead of
fleeing from you.
Meu fogo is a lively beach day. Filled to the
brim with things going on that make stories to tell and pictures to
take. A day you remember when you are happy, that makes you want to
relive it all over again. The kind of day that screams "Summer" the way
it did when you were a kid. Meu fogo is a lively beach day.
Meu vento is the beach at sunset. Forever captured in pictures that never
quite capture the beauty of seeing it in person. The kind of sunset that
makes you watch boats go back to shore. That people stop walking away
from to watch for just a moment. The kind that makes you stand just on
the shore, to feel the waves gently crash into your feet. The kind of
sunset you have to be careful with, because staying out past the sun
going down brings out the bugs that are would eat you alive if you're
not careful. The kind of sunset wrapped in clouds but still clear,
crafted by an old painters hands.
Meu vento is a sunset at the beach. Calm and serene with a sense of danger you cannot see unless you stick around long enough. The kind of sunset you'd still see a million times over until the stars come out even with the threats because. A sunset like that is worth it, every million times
Meu vento is a sunset at the beach. Calm and serene with a sense of danger you cannot see unless you stick around long enough. The kind of sunset you'd still see a million times over until the stars come out even with the threats because. A sunset like that is worth it, every million times
Minha estrela is the beach on a clear night. The kind of night where you look
up and see all the stars you were looking for. The kind of night where
the moon is much bigger then you remember it being. The kind of night at
the beach that feels like someone photo shopped real life. The kind of
beach night where the waves are villainous. Where being carelessly close
to the waves is all it takes to take you under. They are huge, and
swift and merciless, but gorgeous to see rolling across the sand. Like a
painting, like a night I only ever got to see once. And forever long to
see again.
Minha estrela is the beach on a clear night. Calm and serene and feels surreal. The night that makes you want to close your eyes and listen to rolling waves forever. The night that is captivating and hypnotizing and enticing. The kind of night that makes you feel like your breathing air for the first time all over again. Minha estrela is the beach on a clear night.
Minha estrela is the beach on a clear night. Calm and serene and feels surreal. The night that makes you want to close your eyes and listen to rolling waves forever. The night that is captivating and hypnotizing and enticing. The kind of night that makes you feel like your breathing air for the first time all over again. Minha estrela is the beach on a clear night.
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