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Inner Sight

I saw a poet walking when out the other day and I never even heard a word that he had got to say. It showed in every move he made it shone out from his heart there's something in a poet's way that sets them all apart. When looking at all people don't be fooled by rags or clothes or even by the wrinkles or the way they hold their nose. But try a little trick of mine and look into their mind, for even with your eyes shut you'll be amazed by what you find. Your sense of smell and sight and touch are not your only tools, for there’s a link between our minds that people seldom use. This complements your senses and helps you on your way, so take a ‘look' around with this when walking out today. Ivor G Davies

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