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Oct 2016
Lifetimes stream by,
a flash and they are over.
To be reborn again,
in a new body, a new time.

Scars of the past show up as
birthmarks or spots on the new.
if only all that knowledge retained
could be accessed for the future.

Dreams and visions
sometimes give us a glimpse.
Into our past lives and let us see
perhaps how to do better.

Eyeblinks in the time stream.
Souls transferred over and over.
Are we really who we think we are?
If not, who was the first and who am I?
The Fire Burns
Written by
The Fire Burns  M/Artesia, NM
(M/Artesia, NM)   
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   Lora Lee
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