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humanity is a reflection on itself. We don’t act alone but rather with the consideration of others. Our acts are contagious. Wickedness sprouts like weeds, kindness like fresh grass.
I will gladly go to hell for all I’ve done. For now I know you, angel. And I will always have your image in my heart. No matter how hard life gets, I shall have the memories of us.
What if there are no memories in hell?
