Atlantis
A long ago civilization
For most just a myth
Or wonderful fantasy
But not for me
For me
It was home
My very first home
On my very first life
Some believe in multiple lives
Old souls
Reincarnation
My first life
First home
Origin of me
Was Atlantis
A majestic island
With massive stone walls
All around
They seemed to be made
Out of gold
The people
Within these walls
Were happy
Free
From oppression
Tyranny
The nobles treated
The lower class
With respect
There were often
Great feasts
And parties
I was a young girl
Barely an adult
Under 25
I was of noble standing
And I was in love
My family
Both parents
With daughters
My sister was older
Already married
Now it was my turn
Being in love
Felt like floating
I would often
Stand by the water
Watching the ships
Come in from sea
For he
Was on one of those ships
He was a captain
Even at such young age
His ship had blue sails
Because it reminded him
Of my eyes
My eyes were blue
To match the long straight black hair
He said I was beautiful
I always blushed
When he spoke
Of how many children
We were to have
I was very shy, you see
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