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Ongoing5m
Last published Fri, Aug 18, 2017
I remember my reincarnation.
It was quiet and subtle.
It was quick yet life changing.
I'm not supposed to remember.
Was it a mistake, a error, or a sign?
I'm renewed. I should have NEW goals, right?
I find myself replay memory after memory. When I can't make NEW memories of my own.
A life meant for past lives rather than creating a NEW destiny. Or am I meant for something much more bigger?
I find myself asking these questions, and never really finding an answer.
Or finding someone.
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