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𝑌𝑒𝑙𝑙𝑜𝑤 𝑡𝑟𝑎𝑛𝑠𝑝𝑎𝑟𝑒𝑛𝑡 𝑝𝑙𝑎𝑠𝑡𝑖𝑐

𝚂𝚒𝚖𝚙𝚕𝚢 𝚒𝚝 𝚠𝚊𝚜 𝚊 𝚐𝚊𝚖𝚎,
𝚋𝚞𝚝 𝚏𝚘𝚛𝚌𝚎𝚍 𝚝𝚘 𝚙𝚕𝚊𝚢.
𝙸𝚝 𝚏𝚎𝚕𝚝 𝚕𝚒𝚔𝚎 𝚝𝚛𝚊𝚗𝚜𝚙𝚊𝚛𝚎𝚗𝚝 𝚢𝚎𝚕𝚕𝚘𝚠 𝚙𝚕𝚊𝚜𝚝𝚒𝚌.
𝙿𝚊𝚌𝚔𝚎𝚍 𝚒𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚙𝚕𝚊𝚜𝚝𝚒𝚌,
𝚙𝚕𝚊𝚢𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚐𝚊𝚖𝚎,
𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚏𝚎𝚎𝚕𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚘𝚏 𝚠𝚊𝚛𝚖𝚝𝚑 𝚊𝚛𝚘𝚞𝚗𝚍 𝚢𝚘𝚞.
𝚂𝚝𝚒𝚕𝚕 𝚏𝚘𝚛𝚌𝚎𝚍.
𝙶𝚕𝚊𝚗𝚌𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚊𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚑𝚊𝚛𝚍 𝚍𝚊𝚛𝚔 𝚖𝚒𝚛𝚛𝚘𝚛 𝚕𝚘𝚗𝚐𝚎𝚛 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚕𝚘𝚗𝚐𝚎𝚛,
𝚜𝚘 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚍𝚛𝚘𝚠𝚗 𝚒𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚙𝚒𝚡𝚎𝚕𝚜, 𝚠𝚑𝚒𝚌𝚑 𝚗𝚘 𝚘𝚗𝚎 𝚎𝚕𝚜𝚎 𝚜𝚎𝚎𝚜.
𝙱𝚞𝚝 𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚌𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚏𝚘𝚛 𝚜𝚘𝚖𝚎𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚎𝚕𝚜𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚎𝚗𝚍 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚠𝚒𝚗, 𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚌𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚏𝚘𝚛 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚊𝚋𝚜𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚎𝚗𝚌𝚎 𝚘𝚏 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚢𝚎𝚕𝚕𝚘𝚠 𝚜𝚎𝚎𝚖𝚒𝚗𝚐𝚕𝚢 𝚗𝚒𝚌𝚎 𝚙𝚕𝚊𝚜𝚝𝚒𝚌,
𝚠𝚑𝚒𝚌𝚑 𝚖𝚊𝚔𝚎𝚜 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚌𝚑𝚘𝚔𝚎.

[What the hell is this? And what does it mean?)

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