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this is where i lapse into my daydream about how i was being observed by aliens in the hopes they could find a human specimen suitable for breeding in order to create a better more exciting world. at first they were sold, they like to watch me and hear my thoughts. i was like their favorite pet. but they started getting bored. i was just so repetitive. and all the promise i had shown when younger was being wasted. i was turning out to be not as adventurous or original as i had seemed. one day they landed and told me this. they said i could relax, i don't have to impress anyone anymore. then they told me what i gave up. i was to select upon turning 30, 100 earthwomen to mate with. what really hurt was the beauty of the process the would've put at my disposal. they could slow time. i could've spent lifetimes with any of the women i selected just to see if they were one of the hundred. but i gave it all away without even knowing it.
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