Being Clairaudient and Clairsentient
we do not all sense, hear or feel the same things
parts of myself are not in touch with other sides
when I hear another voice, sometimes it is me, wheezing
Spirit attempts to contact me through smell and electronic manipulation
the perils of being clairaudient and clairsentient
I do not share this with everyone, only people I trust or strangers
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