Golden HourGolden Hour
And so, covering her eyes and standing on her cozy balcony, Marina was full of inspiration and joy, enjoying the last moments of the golden hour of this day. In her mind flashed images of golden forests, soft autumn wind, and the shine of the sun on the horizon. Through her closed eyelids she felt the warm rays of the sun, which gently enveloped her, as if touching her soul.
And so, covering her eyes and standing on her cozy balcony, Marina was full of inspiration and joy, enjoying the last moments of the golden hour of this day. In her mind flashed images of golden forests, soft autumn wind, and the shine of the sun on the horizon. Through her closed eyelids she felt the warm rays of the sun, which gently enveloped her, as if touching her soul.
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