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AN IMAGINARY FORM OF GENESIS

The light was heard in a sparkling bang... Something came up suddenly... Nothing was known of colors, neither of heaven, neither of clouds, nor water... There was no witness when the world was born... Of a light broth, became the thick... The gas landscape of inorganic , also became organic...The first face appeared from the sand... there no breath yet... But a breath came... Expanded... soon another face... The two now, without knowing why, they were attracted... Compared, and admired... The sun came, the rain came, came hungry and cold... ! So the two no further wanted lose each other...!

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