I look down at my arms, at the swirls and dots, and slowly look back up, feeling my eyes blink three times. 1... 2... 3... I look up and the lines and swirls aren't only on the dancing people in the stadium. They connect every person in the room. Every person is connected to someone else in the large arena -- and every single neon line connects to me. I truly do see myself in every single person on this planet, but also in no one on this planet. I am different than everyone else. I'm as different as I could possibly be. I am not human.All Rights Reserved
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