Otter and His Gift

Otter had a gift of second third and fourth sight.
He could see the soul of butterflies in the daylight.
Their spirits were captured in auras he could readily see.
I was thrilled that otter had the same psychic gift as me.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2022

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