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[pacifies]

[ she's perched on a bench in the shade of a tree, singing not-quite-loud-enough to disturb anyone, but audible at least if you listen close. ]

Light shines on the heaven,
the earth, the spirit;
Light brings glory and grace.
May it open your eyes to the truth, Shanti,
Shanti.

[ hinamizawa natives might notice that she's 'new' in own. ]

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[gynophobe]

[Carrying groceries, he hears the song, but doesn't see the source. He stops for a minute to listen.]

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[gynophobe]

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