I sat on the edge of the placid waters, staring into their depths; looking for meaning.
Trying to understand the world is a hard concept. Perhaps one no one will truly grasp.
Looking above me, the clouds swirled around with a ferocity that would scare any normal soul.
But to be in my position..
To be an old soul..
Born over 3,000 times... I understand everything.
Why now however, does this appear to be a mystery to me...
Looking back across the land, I think to myself whether I will find him again.
Whether there will be another time in life where things will appear to make sense.
The sky continued to change it's shape.
Over and over, turning into something new to satisfy it's hunger for creativity...
I sighed, and closed my book. Stepping away from the waters with my head upon the grass, I looked up to meet the world, but with a sudden breath of sharp air, I looked into the eyes of his lost soul.

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