Eternal Souls
Have you ever smelt something of something familiar?
Have you ever dreamed of something that you recognise as familar?
Have you ever been somewhere new but you feel the connection?
Images of events, time and age so familiar but why?
Victorian days, ages of living in the wilderness where wild flowers grow,
Ladys with cloth on their heads and countryside not short for,
Deja Vu? Belief of previous lives? One of two but combined I have lived before.
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