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EnigmaticGeek · 61-69, M
What you picture may very well be true. I had a brother who died when I was only 6. I got to meet him in his next life about 10 years ago. I knew it was him the moment I saw his eyes. Of course, he didn't recognize me, and I never said a word about who I was, or who he used to be, but it was a remarkably calming and peaceful experience for me.