My BLOCKMATES...
at first glance they are ordinary
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just simple human beings roaming around the corridors
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sitting by the window
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talking, laughing, eating...
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but have you managed to take a second look?
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to search for the reason why they are roaming around? sitting by the window?
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what are they talking or laughing about?
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did you ever wonder what they are eating?
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why they are eating? and what are they thinking while masticating that food?
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they're just so ordinary looking
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but what's going in their minds are breath taking...
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ideas whirl endlessly
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non stop, out of ordinary
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ideas that would make you stop
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to think about it for a while
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to ponder its depths so deep
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like a bottomless pit
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yes, some sound funny at times
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but hey, they need a good laugh
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after an exhausting week of preliminary exams!
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take a peek at their world
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you'll see an alternative mold of each and one of them
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outside, their smiles beam
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inside, their hearts grieve
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outside, their laughter erupts
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inside, their moaning never stops
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others are still and quiet
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they're smiles can be counted
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but their minds are speaking every so loudly
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than their seatmate suffering with lalimania
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simple ideas they can expound
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nonsense things they could put some value
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but they don't say it out loud
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their pens do most of the talking
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i tell you now, THEY ARE NOT ORDINARY
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they're just hiding...
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pretending not to be seen
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not to exist
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so that when they're real self emerged...
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it will be a revelation
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