Often , I keep returning to this poem of mine , which explains so much about sudden rapport with seeming strangers and the development of emotions
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There are times when
You meet someone new
But get the feeling
This one I always knew
Maybe an earlier lifetime
In a past forgotten age
We shared glorious moments
Now dates in a history page
It doesn’t take you long
To know the other deep
As it were you have awoken
From a long refreshing sleep
There are no formal silences
As in new friends conversations
How can there be formality
It’s only a continuation
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