Again

We’ve been here before.

It seems that,

as of lately,

we’ve become regulars.

I used to have flashbacks of this place where you live,

but I was confused, because I didn’t remember

even though they came and went so fast,

trying to focus with fogged up goggles.

Time in these memories is not linear,

but not sporadic.

It was never a memory,

nor was it a premonition,

but a place where I always was,

and always will be.

And so here we are

Again.

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