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I often wonder if I’ve lived before
And left this life but never closed the door?
I wonder if I’ve lived a different life before
Reborn to live and love again once more
I wonder if I’ve lived in ancient Rome
Or in war time London spent some time
Dodging V1s and Doodle Bugs
I can just imagine my lovers call when bombs begin to fall
That lover’s call in...
Saturday 5th January 2013 6:20 pm
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