You would find me
On a hill
Playing on my own
With a mitten on my right hand
And my mind in a different world

You would find me
On the playground
Looking at the others
Them looking at my right hand
Never really joining in

You would find me
In a party
Sitting on my own
Looking for someone
I found her

You would find me
In a well
Deep in thought
Thoughts about the past
How I lost her

You will find me
In the halls
Of my ancestors
On my own
But hopefully having lived with honor

JH Lillevik is a writer of sci-fi and fantasy. He writes screenplays, novels and short stories. He also works as a writing consultant for upcoming writers. His specialty is mythology, world building and psychology.

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