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Some of us,

Oftenly lay there, staring at the ceiling, thinking about everything.

The ones who don't speak so much,

but when they do, it's the most brilliant thing that you'll ever have to hear.

They lead the brightest conversations.

They prefer sitting alone, yet not so lonely.

They give time to God,

They surround themselves with beautiful thoughts.

The ones with coffee, books and a smile.

There's something so deep in their eyes.

They're unique with their styles; the intriguing souls, with some sort of magical powers, and the most ironic part about it, is that they are not afraid of being different. They are the art, and they're always passionate about being rare.

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