In memoriam, I had ever this felling, felt so cold like staying a night of ices, but sweating more than stand under hundred of suns. What is this fell, came after knowledge where everything would put their end in single breath. The part would be separate by then, the escaper, the rejecter, the fighter, all with their prime knowledge to act. But then I saw, this friction far more dangerous then what I felt. It was merely useless thought to evade what thought has created itself. Then…, in single breath everything put their end.
Now, I can see how the sun set beautifully by the death with me. Hearing the sound of wind by the sea hugging all the life and the death by death with me. So I can life because I can die, I live I die…
Bhyllabus l'énigme 
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