what she wants is unclear
I felt spirit without seeing
for I am clairaudient and clairvoyant
whispers came a bit later
they were too soft to decipher
I knew they were meant for me though
no one else hears or sees them
I woke up in the middle of the night when she called my name
Loudly with authority
I saw no one
but I knew it was my mother
what she wants is unclear
but I imagine I will understand in a matter of days
I always do
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