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Poofie's Journal Lo, Kwan Yi! Hear the cries of us, your children! We cry out for mercy and compassion from this pain of the soul! Please, decend from the skies and sprinkle healing water upon our foreheads, to cleanse our spirits of the pain we've experienced and to clean the tears from our cheeks! We will always be looking up to you, and cannot wait until the day that we get to join you in the skies. |
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