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Praise The Core!
Our counsciousness, which art in Core Prime,
Hallowed by thy mainframe,
Thy army on, thy wishes will be done,
At war, in the Arm ultimate destruction,
Give us this day our daily weapons,
And forgive us our terrible strategies,
Not as we do not forgive those who attack us,
And lead us not into EMGs,
But deliver us from annihilation,
For thine is the weapons,
The technology and the patterning,
Forever and ever,
The Arm we will destroy.
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