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life sped past in a blur as he tried to grab onto it, be a part of it. he stood there witnessing his own life as an alien, void of sentiments; feelings. He wanted to fit in, to be a part; that was not to be, something kept him apart, away from the places he'd been, people he had met, loved. His heart never reached out for something, everything distant. foreign. it was not until the end the falasy in reality was revealed. his existense vaporized and a new meaning began to take form.