Foretold.
It was supposed to happen,
a dream come
around again.
A natural event
almost routine
a continuing thread
Create in another,
once given pleasure.
Nostalgia and time
forever never.
Love for people
clothed in emotion.
In places of notions.
Excitement for things
foretold in a flash,
instantly made --
all born
of the past.
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