I think this is me in another life. I am so drawn to it. It feels familar. Do you ever feel like that? As if this life is a journey to find something only to realize it's not in this life that I lost it. Maybe it's inherited memories or maybe it's reading to many historical novels. But my eyes stop and yearn when I see a piece of ancient jewelry. Old victorian homes from the 1890's make me drool. Feathers and gilding, the golden age....Must be a past life...
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