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LXII

The sun shone brilliantly and the virescent shades of the spring day under its glare was offensively bright and cheerful. It was as if the weather and the season conspired to show how the world would go on, move on, continue to live life as it is. It shouldn't. 

Everything should be gray and foggy, he thought. Like a cold and freezing February morning, like an eternal winter, 

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