𝖨 𝗌𝗍𝗂𝗅𝗅 𝗋𝖾𝗆𝖾𝗆𝖻𝖾𝗋 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗍𝗁𝗂𝗋𝖽 𝗈𝖿 𝖣𝖾𝖼𝖾𝗆𝖻𝖾𝗋 ,
𝗆𝖾 𝗂𝗇 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝗌𝗐𝖾𝖺𝗍𝖾𝗋
𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝗌𝖺𝗂𝖽 𝗂𝗍 𝗅𝗈𝗅𝗄𝖾𝖽 𝖻𝖾𝗍𝗍𝖾𝗋 𝗈𝗇 𝗆𝖾 𝗍𝗁𝖺𝗇 𝗂𝗍 𝖽𝗂𝖽 𝗒𝗈𝗎
𝗈𝗇𝗅𝗒 𝗂𝖿 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝗄𝗇𝖾𝗐 𝗁𝗈𝗐 𝗆𝗎𝖼𝗁 𝗂 𝗅𝗂𝗄𝖾𝖽 𝗒𝗈𝗎
𝖻𝗎𝗍 𝗂 𝗐𝖺𝗍𝖼𝗁 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝖾𝗒𝖾𝗌 𝖺𝗌 𝗌𝗁𝖾 𝗐𝖺𝗅𝗄𝗌 𝖻𝗒
𝗐𝗁𝖺𝗍 𝖺 𝗌𝗂𝗀𝗁𝗍 𝖿𝗈𝗋 𝗌𝗈𝗋𝖾 𝖾𝗒𝖾𝗌
𝖻𝗋𝗂𝗀𝗁𝗍𝖾𝗋 𝗍𝗁𝖺𝗇 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝖻𝗅𝗎𝖾 𝗌𝗄𝗒
𝗌𝗁𝖾'𝗌 𝗀𝗈𝗍 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝗆𝖾𝗌𝗆𝖾𝗋𝗂𝗌𝖾𝖽 𝗐𝗁𝗂𝗅𝖾 𝗂 𝖽𝗂𝖾
𝖶𝗁𝗒 𝗐𝗈𝗎𝗅𝖽 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝖾𝗏𝖾𝗋 𝗄𝗂𝗌𝗌 𝗆𝖾?
𝗂'𝗆 𝗇𝗈𝗍 𝖾𝗏𝖾𝗇 𝗁𝖺𝗅𝖿 𝖺𝗌 𝗉𝗋𝖾𝗍𝗍𝗒
𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝗀𝖺𝗏𝖾 𝗁𝖾𝗋 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝗌𝗐𝖾𝖺𝗍𝖾𝗋,
𝗂𝗍'𝗌 𝗃𝗎𝗌𝗍 𝗉𝗈𝗅𝗒𝖾𝗌𝗍𝖾𝗋
𝖻𝗎𝗍 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝗅𝗂𝗄𝖾 𝗁𝖾𝗋 𝖻𝖾𝗍𝗍𝖾𝗋
𝖶𝗂𝗌𝗁 𝗂 𝗐𝖺𝗌 𝗁𝖾𝖺𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗋
𝖶𝖺𝗍𝖼𝗁 𝖺𝗌 𝗌𝗁𝖾 𝗌𝗍𝖺𝗇𝖽𝗌 𝗐𝗂𝗍𝗁 𝗁𝖾𝗋,𝗁𝗈𝗅𝖽𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝗁𝖺𝗇𝖽
𝗉𝗎𝗍 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝖺𝗋𝗆 '𝗋𝗈𝗎𝗇𝖽 𝗁𝖾𝗋 𝗌𝗁𝗈𝗎𝗅𝖽𝖾𝗋,𝗇𝗈𝗐 𝗂'𝗆 𝗀𝖾𝗍𝗍𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝖼𝗈𝗅𝖽𝖾𝗋
𝖡𝗎𝗍 𝗁𝗈𝗐 𝖼𝗈𝗎𝗅𝖽 𝗂 𝗁𝖺𝗍𝖾 𝗁𝖾𝗋, 𝗌𝗁𝖾'𝗌 𝗌𝗎𝖼𝗁 𝖺𝗇 𝖺𝗇𝗀𝖾𝗅
𝖻𝗎𝗍 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗇 𝖺𝗀𝖺𝗂𝗇, 𝗄𝗂𝗇𝖽𝖺 𝗐𝗂𝗌𝗁 𝗌𝗁𝖾 𝗐𝖾𝗋𝖾 𝖽𝖾𝖺𝖽 𝖺𝗌 𝗌𝗁𝖾
𝖶𝖺𝗅𝗄𝗌 𝖻𝗒
𝗐𝗁𝖺𝗍 𝖺 𝗌𝗂𝗀𝗁𝗍 𝖿𝗈𝗋 𝗌𝗈𝗋𝖾 𝖾𝗒𝖾𝗌
𝖻𝗋𝗂𝗀𝗁𝗍𝖾𝗋 𝗍𝗁𝖺𝗇 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝖻𝗅𝗎𝖾 𝗌𝗄𝗒
𝗌𝗁𝖾'𝗌 𝗀𝗈𝗍 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝗆𝖾𝗌𝗆𝖾𝗋𝗂𝗌𝖾𝖽 𝗐𝗁𝗂𝗅𝖾 𝗂 𝖽𝗂𝖾
𝖶𝗁𝗒 𝗐𝗈𝗎𝗅𝖽 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝖾𝗏𝖾𝗋 𝗄𝗂𝗌𝗌 𝗆𝖾?
𝗂'𝗆 𝗇𝗈𝗍 𝖾𝗏𝖾𝗇 𝗁𝖺𝗅𝖿 𝖺𝗌 𝗉𝗋𝖾𝗍𝗍𝗒
𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝗀𝖺𝗏𝖾 𝗁𝖾𝗋 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝗌𝗐𝖾𝖺𝗍𝖾𝗋 ,
𝗂𝗍'𝗌 𝗃𝗎𝗌𝗍 𝗉𝗈𝗅𝗒𝖾𝗌𝗍𝖾𝗋
𝖻𝗎𝗍 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝗅𝗂𝗄𝖾 𝗁𝖾𝗋 𝖻𝖾𝗍𝗍𝖾𝗋
𝓲 𝔀𝓲𝓼𝓱 𝓲 𝔀𝓮𝓻𝓮 𝓗𝓮𝓪𝓽𝓱𝓮𝓻.