He gazed into his companion's searching eyes. "If you would know me, really know me, I will tell you what I am. I am the emptiness that fills a cup. I am shapeless. I am nothing. I am everything. I am the droplet sliding down a windowpane. I am a puddle, a stream, a river, the ocean. Water is only ever itself, but always defined by the boundaries. I am Soul defined as body. I both anticipate and dread escape from my limitations. Be with you? I am you."
Let me tell you a story I once heard...the basis for everything I write.
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