I look at the world from another side of the window my heart waiting with anticipation, struggling with nightmares. hour of solitary in meditation looking to find the next dimension, the meaning behind death, before it's too late our souls binned outside life's prisms, scraps of past lives before my eyes.
ghost shadow, waiting for me to find the consequence of our purgatory . An already lived moment Already seen Remembering the future Somewhere we have already been
A shiver down my spine A flash of eeriness too A feeling that you've already lived that moment.
This is just a dejavu'.
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