I Remember My Past Lives
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Skipping time, moving from memory to memory.
I begin to see a pattern. I begin to see me.
Who was I before? It does not matter, for tomorrow once more I will be.
Tomorrow I will turn back and wonder. Who was she, who was she, who was she?.
Skipping time, moving from memory to memory.
I begin to see a pattern. I begin to see me.
Who was I before? It does not matter, for tomorrow once more I will be.
Tomorrow I will turn back and wonder. Who was she, who was she, who was she?.