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Time is a river that washes away everything but the essence. Nakedness is not so much about the body, but about the absence of masks before eternity. The bridge is the fragile line between past and future. She sits on it, knowing she can't jump, but she can't stay forever either.
This photo is about acceptance: the body is temporary. The river of time doesn't ask if you're ready. It simply flows. And you are in it.

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