Déjà Vu

There come a few moments

Where it feels like things are happening again,

In each minute and its each second.

 

I try to go back in my head and find the cue,

The reason that ignited this déjà vu,

Behind jumping back in time out of the blue.

 

It’s simple moments where it occurs

When it feels like that happening recurs,

Like flashbacks of glee, walk, sleep or puckers.

 

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