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Poem: Déjà Vu


We make eye contact
Instantly, I am dazzled.
I know that sparkle
because it’s inside of me, too
and always has been.
Déjà vu
This is the first time I’m here,
but it is my home-sweet-home.
Oh, how I’ve missed this place I’ve never been.

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