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As you occupy this human form,
you may wonder, “Will I be reborn?”
Many scriptures say this is nay,
in flesh there's only one time you play

I believe I've been here before,
by either flesh or a subliminal door.
I've gone to places that I've never been,
everyone treated me like a long-lost friend.

Many go to psychics about their lives of the past,
the things that they tell me are quite a blast.
Seems everyone's reading says they were royalty,
without paupers, ditch diggers, or homeless to see.

I believe in believing and this is my code,
without belief there will be no futures to hold.
We all came from a singular source,
we'll live forever in infinity, of course.

But, as for the term “reincarnation”,
why would we want to repeat this sensation?
“Re” means to do over, as far as I see.
You need to evolve to truly be free.

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