Deja Vu

Her memories,
a nostalgic fragrance
and those moments,
lingering on my mind
those reminisce of time
when I accosted her
held her close to my breathe
now she was long gone
but her vivid presence
kept resurfacing
from time to time
drawing a spell of deja vu
making every passing trice
a momentary splendor
even when she appears in sheer disguise

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