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I feel I've met him before,
Like stepping thru life's open
door.
Another time, another place,
Another body, another face.

Familiar soul spirits meet again,
Created in the yester-year.
Could it be?

We must be patient, wait and see,
Maybe fate will play us a
symphony.

Love, an invisible magnet,
Forcing two lives together,
Refusing to sever,
A combination of emotions,
Touched by a magic wand.

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