By Mac Guerreiro

We ran parallel for eons,

At least that’s what eye like to think,

But there’s a truth that rings in it,

It’s never been this way,

Eye’ve always known him,

From one, two, maybe three lifetimes past,

But know him eye did,

Unlike this last,

We’re meeting for the first time,

Yet you feel the most mine.

Published by Mystical Mac

Born in Brazil and raised in California eye am an artist better identified as a conscious creator and intuitive healer. My gift for storytelling in various forms as well as my keen perception into the metaphysical allows me to share my perspective in ways that eye hope are of help and use to those around me. Thank you for reading, listening and watching; it means the world to me.

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