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To die is another journey through life.
But when we die.
How do you know that you are already dead?
Or have you just been reborn
In a different life?
With all your memories erased.
How do you know that Deja Vu
Is just reliving another part of a life,
You have never known about?
That when you look back,
To the past,
That you're just looking through
Someone else's memory?
You don't.
And you never think twice about it.
That you believe what you see
Is yours
And no one else's.
But you could be wrong.
That everything that you have learned
Was already known.
That the purpose of this life
Is just to right the wrong
Of your past lives.
That you're just in an endless cycle of reincarnation.
That you cannot stop.
So all those feelings builds up from within.
Until they finally explode within you.
And you lose all control.
And start doing things that you've never done before.
Repeating the same thing over
and over
again.