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I hear their whispers

who is to say who is the more psychic the one who is clairaudient and hears ghosts or the one who is clairvoyant and sees them? they are not hidden in shadows like others think those of us who retained our childhood seeing know this my girlfriend spies them in blips and slivers at corner of her eyes I hear their whispers; they love alerting me it’s not scary, but it is humbling I feel having this quality is a gift not to be taken lightly I often phone a person I barely know at the spirit’s request to pass on a message I am trembling and shaky when I do this weird, since the gift is usually joyfully received.

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