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The Insane Host [OHSHC] [UNDER REVIEW]
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"I'm blessed, " I sang as I sat in the padded white room, "please confess, I'm blessed!"
"Mr. Fujioka, " I turned to see my doctor, who I called Doc, "Your father is here."
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[I gave up on this, sorry <3]
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