Awareness

Do I know you?

I get asked that

All the time

I don’t think so

But they seem to know me

They look at me sideways

With some sort of recognition

An awareness

I can’t return

They scan me up and down

Ask me my name

About myself

And it’s not that I mind

Except it’s a little bit personal

Have I ever travelled here

Or there

As if they are trying

To place me

I wonder sometimes

If it isn’t me they recognize

But a memory of me

A remembrance of someone else

An old soul

Who’s been lost

And now found

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