A dream,
or memory?
This is so familiar,
and I could swear that I’ve been here
before.

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  1. In the late 70s, for the firtst time, as a Nigerian student, I was cossing a bridge in a City at the eastern part of France. I had to pause and looked around me because, I could swear I had crossed the bridge before…ws it in my dream…when? I could not understand. That indeed was an example of Deja-Vu.

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