Los Bonitos Ojos Negros de Felipe
Sunday, February 15, 2015
There's a time in the mountains, in the morning, when the ground is shrouded in mist, and suddenly it rapidly rises, revealing the shining sun. I feel so grateful to be alive when I experience moments like these.
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