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Warm was the feeling, a kiss merged into that sunset...nothing to be equal, nothing to be compared, perfect for the difference. If I was a man, then I've turned into a Divine one, bound to a distant end, knowing half-way the future. I could explain to myself the reason why, the thing is...there is nothing to be explained...if my heart have been beating all the time, then it was shinning ... You see? Realizing your human body have begun twisting from viscera to blooming flowers is not a natural thing, yet rather usual among loving beings. The sun has started a chaotic melody, defiling the astonished chasm, a dense picture of a marvelous garden, deeply embraced by the unison of the living atmosphere. Hands perfectly smooth, since they have been miraculously turned into a myriad of sage leaves, filled with tiny sparks of dew...Arms and legs have became limbs of a rotten tree, designed to embrace the lyrics of cherry blossoms and spring grass...there were daisies spreading through the remarkable confusing limbs...for the chest and belly, they were no more...since flowers have taken care of the dense trunk (stolen from an old oak)...as for the head...What a falling star? The head has aroused into a cradle, a birth place...there were blooming and borning and flowers and birds and tiny animals...and...everything dancing as the song kept playing...replacing the hair and the air around...a rebound incarnation, a equal giving and taking from hand to dust, from man to trust, from one to another, man and her mother, loving to the lover! And so it went until now...and so it will be towards the future...where we will be still standing...playing with the furniture of a world made for none, still for everyone...cause we'll still be...giving birth to a world with no boundaries...