Once upon a time, there was a gentleman living on some planet called Earth, people were waiting for him to show up, yeah and after a very long time of waiting, he did, and he finally appeared.
The fellow was crying tears of joy.
They held and hugged him, they were all delighted to see him.
Time passed.
The nobleman learned and discovered many new things.
He has seen new faces, he visited new places.
He has seen what he has never seen before, he has experienced a lot in life.
He succeeded, he failed, he smiled, he cried, he yelled, he screamed, he fought, he argued, he struggled, he hugged, he kissed, he cheered, he helped, he supported, he appreciated, he enjoyed, he admired, he loved, he disliked, he avoided.
He lived, but he hardly talked.
A severe thunderstorm had hit the ground.
Time passed and things changed.
Many people came and went into his life.
The well-born man thought he would be happy forever.
He thought everything would be fine eternally, he thought he would be a found, existing, alive soul, yeah, but the truth is he was a man whose soul was lost.
He was a man whose spirit was directionless, searching for something to reignite his passion and give him a sense of purpose once more.
He kept waiting, he waited for an extremely long period of time.
Nothing came to light.
He unfortunately died.
Died waiting for his soul to be saved, rescued, and found.
I, the writer of this short story still believe that this guy will get what he's always been waiting for.
One day, yeah, one day.
Rest in peace, my friend.
You will always be remembered.-A
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