One in Another... Continued

   I could not believe the sight of the girl that I looked at. I knew that she was a stranger but she had a gently look in her eye. A look that I had seen before. I couldn't say where or when but it was a look that was implanted in my memory. A memory that had faded little since last looked upon.

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   After a time of gazing into that puddle I started walking. I began walking to the village that I had seen before. But for a split second I hesitated. I wondered what would happen as I stepped into that small village. I wondered if I would be excepted into their daily lives. I wondered... but I kept on walking. Walking toward that small village. With it's small people and small things. It's small church steeple and small fields of veg that is most certainly not forgotten because it bursts with bright red, orange, and yellow crops. I walked on and on until I was there. In that small village. I saw the church and the things. I saw the field with the crops of red, orange, and yellow. But most importantly I saw the people and what they were doing on this day. I saw that they bustled around trying to find what the were looking for and to the places that they needed to be. I could tell that they all look for some thing that they all longed for. Something that they rarely thought about because just the thought would make them want it more even though they knew that they could never have it. Though I don't know why but I felt compelled to help them, but I don't know how to do that. I don't know what they want or even how to get it. I then asked my self ' do they deserve it?' So I kept walking through that village and wonder while I wondered...