To Be Continued?
People die and reappear
The same year through rebirth
I have noticed very clear
The same people walk on earth
Face type, character and laughter
Are the same, suppose they dream
The same dreams, before and after
The same places they esteem
There’s one difference, however
They don’t know about revival
If they lived before or never
If it’s their first arrival
It's the mystery we hold
It’s encoded deep inside
Would be worth to crack that code
To unleash the other side
Sometimes very few are gifted
By the force of circumstance
Am I one of them, uplifted
Granted with another chance?
Will you recognize me, dear?
Shall we be the same again?
How about to reappear
Never knowing if we can?
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