[Shakespearean Sonnet format]
Feigned Déjà vu
I have seen this longeth ago I'm certain,
Couldn't seemeth to properly lodge my doubts;
The murmuring past tells me I kneweth thou then,
Shalt we returneth in order to recall its whereabouts?
Timeth and lodging shall prevail.
Where has it began?
Looking at your eyes, I feeleth frail.
Memories gushing through me, was it all my plan?
Those same eyes beaming with adoration,
Nothing liketh the travelling lamp, giving real warmth,
Returning my icy stare with comfort and affection.
Withdrawing my gazeth I turneth, as we taketh our owneth path.
I remember anon it was all my idea,
To forget thee the moment thee hath met Althea.
This is fictional.
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