Intuition was taught little, it walks the line of time
There is nothing I know, but things come and go
It is different when you have a black mind
Your intellect is vast, cost a lot more to grasp
You bring a clarity I’m trying to find
But neither can know, where we must grow
That is something that comes with time
So please, don't stress or pout when pointing flaws out
For learning is not a crime
You don’t know what I know, to tell me I don’t
I will see when we don't resonate in kind
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