did i know you from somewhere
from a time
long forgotten
from a place
so far away from now?
did i once hear your silent shouts
like silent echos
in the crowd?
is this age old feeling new?
or the other way around?
like the natural mirror in the still lake with the caress of a moonlit night
seemingly gleaming brand new
but maybe its been always
just the same old story
in differents masks
to tell
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