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(Varón, 2005) When love first graced my life and romance shaped the rhythm of my days, I felt the fleeting beauty of every moment. I knew I had to capture its essence—tender, luminous, and as temporary as a passing dream. This reflection embodies the ephemeral magic of first love, a moment suspended in time, where emotion, nostalgia, and longing intertwine.
(Varón, 2005) When love first graced my life and romance shaped the rhythm of my days, I felt the fleeting beauty of every moment. I knew I had to capture its essence—tender, luminous, and as temporary as a passing dream. This reflection embodies the ephemeral magic of first love, a moment suspended in time, where emotion, nostalgia, and longing intertwine.