On Clairvoyance

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Energy is 
louder 
and faster
to me
than words.

when you get pulled by a fear 
I feel an instinctive tug in my being

when I get lied to, my bones 
whisper this to me before you fess up

this is my gift and curse,
and I crave, nay deserve 
to be loved such 
that one makes me
forget this is a curse…