Intuition
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By Tony herlinPublished about a year ago • 1 min read
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What we see, what we listen.
What we feel without any doubt.
Is it intuition, I cannot say.
An imposture of our thoughts, or worse.
Can we see into our thoughts.
Imagine the worst or the best.
Maybe it's just a truth.
An intuition that comes from elsewhere.
Should we tell or keep it.
In broad daylight or hide it.
In our minds, in our thoughts.
She will be there with regret.
She makes fun of us or our feelings.
Which is sometimes a little disturbing.
How do we stop it?
I have no idea.
Will we ever have the end of history.
It doesn't really matter.
Because we must keep hope.
Let it become obvious.
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About the Creator
Tony herlin
A dreamer who neither speaks nor writes English, a difficult but highly instructive exercise. (Please accept my apologies for any inconvenience caused).
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