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The air had a bite to it,
the kind that wakes you before the sun does.
The sea was quiet,
the town still half asleep,
and for a little while,
the world seemed content to move slowly.
No rush.
No noise.
Just cold air,
soft light,
and enough space
to hear my own thoughts.
Sometimes that’s all I need. 🌅
— DJFotoPerfect
