Coffee?

My name is Emily, Emily emerald. I may appear normal with my brown hair and dull eyes but deep down inside I have a gift that nobody knows about. One could say I am special or unique, whatever seems to roll off the tongue a little smoother.

Try to say it with me everyone unique, special. I thought I was those things but when you live in a world where being different is a horrible crime against humanity. You might want to rethink what you believe and how you came to be because staying alive becomes harder every day.

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