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With a few carefully chosen words, and an orchestra of scent from the candles and dried flowers placed on the table by the emotional medium, a friendly 幽霊 opens up the caul that protects her after 誕生 in the new 世界 of blankness that she sees, for the moment (a moment that lasts forever, but not in every religion) as a nice and somewhat dim vacation spot. She opens it to reveal her 顔, letting us recognize her not as a relative but as someone who once lent us a pen in school. Then she begins to speak, revealing her true emotions about topics that she may never actually have managed to master in her day-life. |
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