déjà vécu
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Last published Wed, Feb 13, 2019
They say that the probability of someone living exactly the way you do exists. Be it in the present, past or future. Someone has lived your life the way you are living, facing the same predicaments you are, the same success stories as you, and the same slumps as you.
The probability is extremely minuscule, and because of this, chances of one coming to a realization is highly unlikely.
Out of the millions of people who have lived in the past, billions breathing today, and the trillions to be born tomorrow, how does one, in billions, find their life doppelganger?
Impossible right?
But what if...
Someone has found that person?
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