Black glasses

"It had no people, no homeland, no goal, nothing to be jealous of or excited about... It was a lost thing with no lines or borders... something like the foam that floats on the surface of the sea water near the shore, disappearing at times and reappearing at times, without having anything to do with it. Impact, and no importance, neither in relation to the sea, nor in relation to the beach.. One appearance defined her personality.. And that is these black glasses that she always wears over her eyes, morning and evening..!