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Anonymous File :-(, x)
I will not just give up on her >:3
Our Lady who art in Japan, Hallowed be Thy Name. Thy Queendom come, Thy chopsticks come undone, Evenly, as they do in Heaven. Give us this day our daily bread of five different flavors, And forgive us for confusing our elevators and escalators, Just as we forgive them for having similar uses. And lead us not into drudgery, But deliver us from normal thought processes. For Thine is the kotatsu, the high school, and the shiisa forever and forever, Amen.
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