Hey Poem, That's Your World and I don't belong
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That's Your World and I don't belong in it.
Foolishly I keep pretending that I do.
From the start you've made it plain that you don't want me.
To much fear and hatred.
It's your world and I'm just passin' thru.
Some of that from a song of MARTY ROBBINS
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Here is the best word that describes what i do here.
Intuitive;
means having the ability to understand or know something without any direct evidence or reasoning process.
I was born with it, I'm truly blessed!
Alway's searching for winners'