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I never could have find the answer:my mind is again filled with clouds now looking through the same question as if it was a piece of glass. the inhumanely sensitive one lived a good childhood, constantly feeling like an adult. being an adult in the child's body now I long for. because no matter what you did, everyone saw a child but i don't really think much has changed for us. we always reflected on what's going on, tried a lot of things, been to places and no matter how less we were thought to understand, there was the child's body we could hold on to. i think being a scientist is the closest substitute of having the child's body all for our pleasure.

i feel like Button, living life in the reverse. i feel like a child as I felt like an adult; but now, I don't have the child's body to take shelter, and I can't stop myself from moving across time.