When I first saw you I knew
You were my lover in a past life
Time stopped and sparks flew
We would be connected across time
Then I was looking back at you
From the eyes of a content old woman
You, part of the story
The freedom of a girl's youth
She smiles at the memories
Like a movie sometimes
She glances at the stars and sees
A life of love and laughter
Dying joins them together again
Perhaps love is possible at first sight
If only as a preview
prophetic dejavu
You make me feel that life is much bigger than this
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