You can hear the sound of a little girls laughter as you try to listen to the sound of the wind in the trees. She is dancing between the sun beds.
As she is dansing her white dress covered with different shades of green cactuses follows her lead.
I will not capture her in a photograph ’cause she is here – here in this exact moment. Here in this exact moment a little girl is dancing between these brown sunning beds.
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