We had a Give me the weed boys and free my soul shirt. Her name was Emma Lee but we called her Nonny. She always told my mom that I was old when I was born. My son is truly an old soul. I knew when he was born. He’d done this before. In fact, he spoke at a very early age, in big words and complete sentences. And he remembered ‘before being born’ but by age 5 those memories had faded away. I have 2 other sons and they were not born old souls. It’s weird. I’ve always sensed I could be an old soul. After reading this article I can now identify with actually being one. Had me till the 12th one. I guess it says you can be the model of sophistication.
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