There’s a person in view
and my senses are alerted.
Not that of attraction,
but of having known them,
yet, I do not.
That feeling stays with me
throughout the week.
I can’t help but wonder
if we’ll ever speak.
I see them again
on distant occasions.
The same feelings are there,
I try to tap into them.
There’s one thing I know,
there’s something they hold.
A message, a lesson,
a foretold story
that’s eager to exist.
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