The Sixth Sense
In sensing, hear as twere we
Danger, an angel.
As a muffled vibration
A wall does repel.
Whose form itself do these see!
Knowing looks, soul's own
Each to each give; in that flash
Called intuition.
As thins that veils' conception.
Two world's. And too shown!
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