reflections of a blue line

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Our path is marked by a blue line. A thin blue line painted on a rough and gray background. The horizon is so far away but comes to us slowly. Time runs away as fast as our route is shorten. Nothing outside, Only exist myself. Twenty thousand selves exist. This Sunday we all will meet where the blue goes from earth to heaven.

barcelona marathon blue line

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Barcelona Marathon blue line