Today I visited a place called porta costa.
It was the first time I had ever been there.
I think.
The place was so familiar to me
I had been there before
I tried to remember when or why
Traced back years ago
And I thought I remembered,
But that memory wasn't real.
My mind was trying to make up a reason or explanation for the way I was feeling.
When I realized that I couldn't remember physically being there, but I felt like I had been there before I got scared.
I knew every turn
Where the streets would lead, and what building was next.
Then I realized, I had never been there
Physically
It was an old memory of a dream I had a long long time ago
I had dreamt of the place
That's why it seemed familiar
Yet scary
I knew this place was from my dream
But why did I dream of a place i'd never been to?
What happened in that dream?
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