Seventh Daughter of a Seventh Daughter
she was the seventh daughter of a seventh daughter
this does not happen as often as you think
rare even in the Celtic circles
she was supposed to be clairaudient and clairsentient.
She was neither
no kind of oracle at all
the village came to test her “powers”
she tried her best to explain that she had none
but they took some convincing
once a stereotype always a stereotype I guess
it made her sad that no one believed her
until they finally did.
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