Breaks the sea ... Dedicated to the spirit of free 
When I'm in front of the majestic sea, I sit on the rocks and listening to his voice. Among a wave and the other is a pause in which I feel my life going. I let myself be lulled by the sound of the surf and my most beautiful thoughts for a moment, crystallize. I let myself be enveloped by the night wind and the smell sea, unique moments in which I establish a contact and I feel part of the universe. Basically we are made of the same subject, we are the universe becomes conscious of itself ...
When I'm in front of the majestic sea, I sit on the rocks and listening to his voice. Among a wave and the other is a pause in which I feel my life going. I let myself be lulled by the sound of the surf and my most beautiful thoughts for a moment, crystallize. I let myself be enveloped by the night wind and the smell sea, unique moments in which I establish a contact and I feel part of the universe. Basically we are made of the same subject, we are the universe becomes conscious of itself ... 
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