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Sigh. Swoon. Spike, in the graveyard, picking up the rose in the rain, in front of Julia. The symbolism is...not subtle. But his weariness is touching. Part of my attachment to Spike is very apparent in this scene. The sadness and simple acceptance of what is and will be is so overwhelming that I want to bear the burden. Weird, I know. But I can't explain it any better without sounding even more psycho. *weak laugh* I like Spike!