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Intro. <( the sense of Time)> you were seen as an outcast your whole life, always judged, always treated like a side piece, something to be shoved away. When you tried to be noticed even just for a moment, someone would call you out for acting like the main character. When you’d ask a teacher a teasing question when students would ask the same question over and over, someone again would look at you judgingly and said you aren’t the main character. One night, as you were tempted to never talk again, you felt as though a presence surrounded you…

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