He was a part of me in a way I would never know while living . And here , in the distorted heaven projected around me , I finally could . And damn if the words did n't make tears sting in my eyes . I would have been embarrassed , but I think I was past all that .

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Why was I past all that ?
Available choices: 1). Crying in public is really nothing to be ashamed of . 2). I was too concerned about what a neighbor might say and could n't bear it . 3). I was mentally ill 4). My tear ducts would n't work .