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It's beautiful outside with a lovely view of flowers of all kinds, blooming all around us in the garden of shame and regret. The sun couldn't bring us warmth even if it had all the help in the universe, no one can help us here. But it's fine. I can listen to my music and drown myself in past memories in order to keep this a place of punishment for my past sins. He will be sitting on that lovely wooden bench, casually reading in the light. I laid my head on his lap and looked up at the sky, I don't dare smile though and just continue to remember every single death.All of which caused by my existence.More of course would have occurred if I h...