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by Archives February 12, 2008

Every so often I pause and dream that
I have lived this life once before.
Strolled down familiar paths ages ago,
different eyes seeing through different forms.

Infinite amount of chances to make
what was once wrong right forevermore.
A prayer that reached above so sincerely,
that death itself could not stop the light
of life from seeking the redemption it yearns for.

Alone I stand in present time,
my will unwavering of possibilities
to come. My heart sustains whips
of pain and scars of loss echoing through
the distances of time.

The remnants of my soul still remain unfailing,
instinct guided by faint memories
of past. A thousands years come and go and
in my quest I will wait a thousand more.

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