July 14, 2011
A memory trying to surface
A past that I can’t remember
Another life
A different person that’s still me
There’s so much to who I am… and what I was
And there’s only so much that I can see
People I’ll meet again
I’ll be reborn
Just like so many times before
And there’s always so much I can be
Every life, every form
Every memory is me

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