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          Alia asked me one morning:  "How did you sleep Mowgli?" :and from that moment: 
I was the jungle boy for everyone .. even though: at that time: she already knew: that I
was not a boy .. but it is true: then in that fog on Hydron      .. I almost didn't feel
alone among people      .. also their sense of smell was insistently entering into their
perception .. upgraded by handicap .. they danced together on the boat .. 
         They will always look for gods in the clouds - but it's only time - the patient
magician: the everyday verifier .. I felt there was a person somewhere:  who understood:
an organizer of opportunities: my creator: I knew: I had to meet him

          I entered her cabin: and knew: they made love here: less than an hour ago  ..
actually: he made love with her continuously: Peter: I've seen it already on Ember0: by
the way he looked at her: by the tone of his voice:   "How many hair do you have Alia?"
"Your pale lips need more my kisses Honey"    .. yes: she had that smile: like unhealed
wounds: just for him:
          On the floor by the bed was one of her long: glittering hairs with a root  .. 
Mastern moved her finger