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Rakastan sinua.....

Rakastan sinua.....

Rakastan sinua.....

The words I treasured so much. I knew their meaning, even though you didn’t believe that I did. You didn’t believe that I learned your language.

Jag älskar dig.....

Jag älskar dig.....

Jag älskar dig.....

Arvid. My son. I loved him, and I knew he loved me back. I’m glad that he said it at least sometimes....so I knew I wasn’t delusional.... He always seemed a little distant, I’m glad he got less afraid of showing his emotions.

I love you.....

I love you.....

I love you.....

Peter’s words. They were very precious. Especially since he came from Arthur. I’m happy he felt like he belonged, Arthur is not the best parent....

Anteeksi.....

Anteeksi.....

Anteeksi.....

Your language is beautiful, but I can’t help hating this one word. It implied that you did something wrong, when you never did...

Förlåt....

Förlåt....

Förlåt....

Arvid rarely apologized. I dreaded it when he did. It used to mean that he had done something either truly stupid or truly awful. Now, I hate hearing it. After you.... he always said it. For no reason.

Sorry....

Sorry....

Sorry....

Peter....he rarely used it, for which I’m glad, he was a good child. I’m happy he was in our lives. I’m happy he could be honest....I’m happy we raised him right....

Jag är ledsen....

Jag är ledsen....

Jag är ledsen....

No....I hate these words....your last words....you were thoughtful enough to apologize to me....in my own language...

Hei Äiti, hej Pappa....

Hei Äiti, hej Pappa....

Hei Äiti, hej Pappa....

Arvid....he said hello to you and goodbye to me.....why did he leave? Why did he do it?

I’ll say hi to Mum....

I’ll say hi to Mum....

I’ll say hi to Mum....

Peter.....Peter.....he was the last child.....why did he leave? Am I that bad of a parent? I miss you Min Fru....Mina Söner...

Det er ikke din skyld.....

Det er ikke din skyld.....

Det er ikke din skyld.....

Matthias.....he comforts me....very uncharictaristically.....I guess my depression has finally broken down my mask....I can express my emotions freely now....I wish you were here to see it....

Tino vil at du skal gjøre det....

Tino vil at du skal gjøre det....

Tino vil at du skal gjøre det....

Would you want me to? Be happy? Without you....Lukas is convinced that you would want me to be happy, but then.....why did you leave?

Hann hafði enga stjórn á gerðum sínum, hann elskar þig enn....

Hann hafði enga stjórn á gerðum sínum, hann elskar þig enn....

Hann hafði enga stjórn á gerðum sínum, hann elskar þig enn....

Emil says that you had no control over your actions, that you still love me.....that explains why you brought seventeen guards down with you. Even delirious you were a fighter. I love you Tino....I miss you....I hope Emil’s right....

Rakastan sinua vaimoni....

Rakastan sinua vaimoni....

Rakastan sinua vaimoni....

I love you my wife....maybe you’ll hear me, in the heavens, if I speak your language....

Jag älskar dig min son....

Jag älskar dig min son....

Jag älskar dig min son....

Arvid, my son, I love you....I hope you still understand Swedish....I hope you can still hear me.....I hear that fallen nations can visit their loved ones whenever they want....can micronations do it too?

I love you my son....

I love you my son....

I love you my son....

Peter....I love you....you always belonged here.....I hope you know that....I hope you can hear me....maybe you’ll listen....maybe you’ll believe me...if I say it in English....

Snälla du....

Snälla du....

Snälla du....

Please.....I just want my family back.....
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Rakastan sinua, Ruotsi....

Rakastan sinua, Ruotsi....

Rakastan sinua, Ruotsi....

Jag älskar dig, Pappa....

Jag älskar dig, Pappa....

Jag älskar dig, Pappa....

I love you, Dad....

I love you, Dad....

I love you, Dad....

Kuulen sinut....

Kuulen sinut....

Kuulen sinut....

Jag hör dig....

Jag hör dig....

Jag hör dig....

I hear you....

I hear you....

I hear you....

Nähdään kun on aika....

Nähdään kun on aika....

Nähdään kun on aika....

Jag ses när det är dags....

Jag ses när det är dags....

Jag ses när det är dags....

I’ll see you when it’s time....

I’ll see you when it’s time....

I’ll see you when it’s time....

SVERIGE!!!

SVERIGE!!!

SVÍÞJÓÐ!!!

I blinked and saw three worried faces....where....

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