Feel

So let’s embrace the echo of seasonal shift, let’s get our stories unfold. In this maze of existence, we’re destined to explore. That each fleeting moment brings something new, but I can’t shake the feeling of déjà vu.

In the twilight glow, 

I feel the pull,

Walking through the streets, 

so familiar, so full.

Faces blur and blend, 

like echoes in the night,

Each step I take whispers, 

“You’ve been here before...”

Déjà vu, 

in the shadows, it’s shaken up,

A dance with the past, 

a moment in blue.

Time slips through my fingers, 

like a water drop in the river flow,

Caught in the cycle, 

I don’t quite know.

In a crowded street, 

I watch strangers come and go,

A spark ignites, 

lost in the haze.

the inner voice rings out, 

a haunting signal,

Tells me I’ve felt this, 

true understanding goes beyond surface.

It’s an ardent trap, 

this feeling I know,

A heartbeat in time, 

where the waves flow.

Every glance, 

every sigh, 

pulls me back in,

To places unseen, 

where the memories begin.

So let’s embrace the echo of seasonal shift, 

let’s get our stories unfold,

In this maze of existence, 

We’re destined to explore,

That each fleeting moment brings something new,

But I can’t shake the feeling of déjà vu.

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