𝙶𝚘𝚍

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by BeaniOnMars

by BeaniOnMars

𝙶𝚘𝚍.

𝚂𝚕𝚒𝚝 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚔𝚗𝚒𝚏𝚎 𝚊𝚌𝚛𝚘𝚜𝚜 𝚖𝚢 𝚗𝚎𝚌𝚔,
𝚕𝚎𝚊𝚟𝚎 𝚖𝚢 𝚋𝚘𝚍𝚢 𝚝𝚊𝚒𝚗𝚝𝚎𝚍 𝚛𝚎𝚍.
𝙳𝚘 𝚝𝚘 𝚖𝚎 𝚠𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚘𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚜 𝚌𝚘𝚞𝚕𝚍𝚗'𝚝,
𝙸'𝚕𝚕 𝚋𝚎𝚐,
𝚙𝚕𝚎𝚊𝚍,
𝚌𝚛𝚢,
𝚊𝚕𝚕 𝚏𝚘𝚛 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚏𝚘𝚛𝚐𝚒𝚟𝚎𝚗𝚎𝚜𝚜.
𝙰𝚗𝚍 𝚢𝚎𝚝,
𝙸 𝚌𝚊𝚗'𝚝 𝚕𝚒𝚟𝚎 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑𝚘𝚞𝚝 𝚢𝚘𝚞.
𝙱𝚞𝚝 𝚑𝚎 𝚒𝚜 𝚖𝚢 𝙶𝚘𝚍.
-𝙷𝚊𝚝𝚝𝚎𝚛