Seventh Sense
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I see something that I cannot see,
I smell a thing that I can't smell,
I listen to a voice I can't listen to,
I taste a flavor I cannot taste,
I touch one though I can't touch one.
Still deficient is my sixth sense
with a lot of manufacturing faults
but I have my wonderful thoughts
and,
I have sown the seeds of a seventh sense.
Let a million years pass
one of my descendants
will give birth to a super infant,
he will talk as soon as he is born,
he will not come crying,
but,
he will come smiling and singing,
"I see something that you cannot see
I smell a thing you can't smell
I listen to a voice you can't listen to
I taste a flavor that you cannot
I touch a new Eve that hasn't born yet
I have come with an organ for the sixth sense,
and,
I am a new Adam with a seventh sense! "
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