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Sixth Sense
Try hard as you might, can't
shake the feeling
A soft crawl on the nape of
the neck, tingling
It is what we call the sixth
sense or premonition
A signal from inside to move
with utmost caution
Those of us who pay heed
and correct our ways
Live a more comfortable life
and enjoy our days
Some of us, reckless souls,
don't give it a thought
And enjoy the bitter fruits
we ourselves bought
shake the feeling
A soft crawl on the nape of
the neck, tingling
It is what we call the sixth
sense or premonition
A signal from inside to move
with utmost caution
Those of us who pay heed
and correct our ways
Live a more comfortable life
and enjoy our days
Some of us, reckless souls,
don't give it a thought
And enjoy the bitter fruits
we ourselves bought
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Sixth Sense
Sixth Sense