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She sits and she waits…
She’s biding her time…
To deliver the message…
From a source so divine…

She hears people talking…
A constant buzz in her head…
She didn’t ask for these powers…
Or messages from the dead…

Some pass on warnings…
Some tell her lies…
How can she distinguish…
When the voices make her cry…

Are they for real…
Or are they just fake…
It’s been so long now…
Caused so much heartache…

Sometimes in her dreams…
Sometimes she’s awake…
She can’t switch them off…
How much more can she take…

They tell her the things…
No one else could ever know…
It makes so much sense…
Or does it add to her show…

Is she a fraud…
Doing it just for attention…
Is she for real…
A conduit for another dimension…

They think she is mad…
Treat her like a fool…
They write her off as crazy…
People can be so very cruel…

Should we believe…
And fall into the trap…
Could we open our minds…
Allowing realities to overlap…

Or should we dismiss…
Point out the deception…
But doubts may remain…
Altering our own perception…

She sits and she waits…
But committing no crime…
This message is important…
Will they hear her this time…

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