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Yᗩ ᑭᗩՏÓ ᑌᑎ ᗰᗴՏ  ᗩᑌ́ᑎ ᑎO ᗪᗴՏᑭIᗴᖇTᗩՏ.....

ᑎO ᑫᑌIᗴᖇO ᑫᑌᗴ Tᗴ ᐯᗩᒪᒪᗩՏ.

ᑫᑌᗴ́ᗪᗩTᗴ .

ᑭOᖇᖴᗩᐯOᖇ.























ᑭᗴᖇO....





















ᗴᒪ ᑕᑌᒪᑭᗩᗷᒪᗴ ᑫᑌᗴ ᗴՏTᗴ́Տ ᕼᗩᑕI.



























ՏOY YO....



















Y ᗴՏᗴ ᗷᗴᗷᗴ́,.....ᗴՏᗴ ᗰᗩᒪᗪITO ᗷᗴᗷᗴ́!























𝙴𝚕 𝚝𝚒𝚎𝚖𝚙𝚘 𝚑𝚒𝚋𝚊 𝚙𝚊𝚜𝚊𝚗𝚍𝚘 𝚢 𝚎𝚕 𝙸𝚖𝚙𝚎𝚛𝚒𝚘 𝚛𝚞𝚜𝚘 𝚗𝚘 𝚍𝚎𝚜𝚙𝚎𝚛𝚝𝚊𝚋𝚊, 𝚗𝚊𝚍𝚒𝚎 𝚜𝚊𝚋𝚒́𝚊 𝚚𝚞𝚎 𝚑𝚊𝚌𝚎𝚛.

𝚄𝚗𝚘𝚜 𝚍𝚎𝚌𝚒́𝚊𝚗 𝚚𝚞𝚎 𝚎𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚋𝚊 𝚖𝚞𝚎𝚛𝚝𝚘, 𝚘𝚝𝚛𝚘𝚜  𝚍𝚎𝚜𝚌𝚒𝚊𝚗 𝚚𝚞𝚎 𝚎𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚋𝚊 𝚍𝚎𝚜𝚌𝚊𝚗𝚍𝚘 𝚢 𝚘𝚝𝚛𝚘𝚜 𝚍𝚎𝚌𝚒́𝚊𝚗 𝚚𝚞𝚎 𝚎𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚋𝚊 𝚍𝚘𝚛𝚖𝚒𝚍𝚘.

𝙴𝚜𝚘𝚜 𝚌𝚘𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚊𝚛𝚒𝚘𝚜 𝚙𝚘𝚗𝚒́𝚊𝚗 𝚖𝚞𝚢 𝚖𝚊𝚕 𝚊  𝙿𝚁𝚄𝚂𝙸𝙰 𝚎𝚕 𝚌𝚞𝚊𝚕 𝚗𝚘 𝚚𝚞𝚎𝚛𝚒́𝚊 𝚗𝚊𝚍𝚊, 𝚗𝚒 𝚟𝚎𝚛 𝚊 𝚎𝚜𝚎 𝚋𝚎𝚋𝚎́.

𝙴𝚕 𝚚𝚞𝚎 𝚌𝚞𝚒𝚍𝚊𝚋𝚊 𝚊𝚕 𝚗𝚒𝚗̃𝚘 𝚓𝚞𝚗𝚝𝚘 𝚌𝚘𝚗 𝚕𝚘𝚜 𝚜𝚒𝚛𝚟𝚒𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚎𝚜 𝚎𝚛𝚊 𝚣𝚊𝚛𝚒𝚊.

¿𝚈 𝚙𝚘𝚛 𝚚𝚞𝚎́?

𝚉𝚊𝚛𝚒𝚊 𝚜𝚊𝚋𝚒𝚊 𝚚𝚞𝚎 𝚜𝚞 𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚖𝚊𝚗𝚘 𝚗𝚘 𝚎𝚛𝚊 𝚎𝚕 𝚌𝚞𝚕𝚙𝚊𝚋𝚕𝚎 𝚍𝚎 𝚚𝚞𝚎 𝚜𝚞 𝚖𝚊𝚍𝚛𝚎 𝚎𝚜𝚝𝚎 𝚎𝚗 𝚎𝚜𝚊  𝚌𝚘𝚗𝚍𝚒𝚌𝚒𝚘́𝚗.

𝚈 𝚊𝚞𝚗𝚚𝚞𝚎 𝚎𝚕 𝚋𝚎𝚋𝚎́ 𝚗𝚘 𝚜𝚎 𝚙𝚊𝚛𝚎𝚌𝚒𝚎𝚛𝚊 𝚊 𝚎𝚕 𝚘 𝚊 𝚜𝚞𝚜 𝚙𝚊𝚍𝚛𝚎𝚜 𝚎𝚗 𝚎𝚕 𝚝𝚘𝚗𝚘 𝚍𝚎 𝚙𝚒𝚎𝚕, 𝚜𝚊𝚋𝚒𝚊 𝚚𝚞𝚎 𝚎𝚛𝚊 𝚜𝚞 𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚖𝚊𝚗𝚘 𝚐𝚛𝚊𝚌𝚒𝚊𝚜 𝚊 𝚕𝚊𝚜 𝚐𝚛𝚊𝚗𝚍𝚎𝚜 𝚌𝚊𝚛𝚊𝚌𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚒́𝚜𝚝𝚒𝚌𝚊𝚜 𝚚𝚞𝚎 𝚝𝚎𝚗𝚒́𝚊𝚗 𝚌𝚘𝚖𝚘 𝚎𝚕 𝚌𝚊𝚋𝚎𝚕𝚕𝚘 𝚍𝚘𝚛𝚊𝚍𝚘 𝚊𝚕 𝚒𝚐𝚞𝚊𝚕 𝚚𝚞𝚎 𝚣𝚊𝚛𝚊𝚝𝚘, 𝚕𝚊 𝚏𝚘𝚛𝚖𝚊 𝚍𝚎 𝚜𝚞 𝚗𝚊𝚛𝚒𝚣 𝚒𝚍𝚎́𝚗𝚝𝚒𝚌𝚊 𝚊 𝚕𝚊 𝚍𝚎 𝙿𝚛𝚞𝚜𝚒𝚊 , 𝚢 𝚕𝚘 𝚚𝚞𝚎 𝚖𝚊́𝚜 𝚕𝚎 𝚐𝚞𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚋𝚊 𝚎𝚛𝚊𝚗 𝚎𝚜𝚘𝚜 𝚘𝚓𝚒𝚝𝚘𝚜 𝚌𝚘𝚕𝚘𝚛 𝙴𝚜𝚖𝚎𝚛𝚊𝚕𝚍𝚊 𝚚𝚞𝚎 𝚝𝚎𝚗𝚒́𝚊 𝚓𝚞𝚗𝚝𝚘 𝚊 𝚞𝚗 𝚙𝚎𝚚𝚞𝚎𝚗̃𝚘 𝚋𝚛𝚒𝚕𝚕𝚘 𝚍𝚎 𝚌𝚘𝚕𝚘𝚛 𝚖𝚒𝚎𝚕 𝚚𝚞𝚎 𝚜𝚎 𝚗𝚘𝚝𝚊𝚋𝚊 𝚌𝚞𝚊𝚗𝚍𝚘 𝚑𝚊𝚋𝚛𝚒́𝚊 𝚜𝚞𝚜 𝚘𝚓𝚘𝚜 𝚎𝚗 𝚕𝚊 𝚕𝚞𝚣 𝚍𝚎𝚕 𝚂𝚘𝚕.

𝚈𝚊 𝚎𝚛𝚊 𝚌𝚘𝚜𝚝𝚞𝚖𝚋𝚛𝚎 𝚚𝚞𝚎 𝚌𝚞𝚊𝚗𝚍𝚘 𝚎𝚕 𝚗𝚒𝚗̃𝚘 𝚕𝚕𝚘𝚛𝚊𝚋𝚊 𝚍𝚎 𝚑𝚊𝚖𝚋𝚛𝚎 𝚏𝚞𝚎𝚛𝚊 𝚕𝚕𝚎𝚟𝚊𝚍𝚘 𝚍𝚘𝚗𝚍𝚎 𝚜𝚞 𝚖𝚊𝚍𝚛𝚎 𝚙𝚊𝚛𝚊 𝚚𝚞𝚎 𝚙𝚞𝚍𝚒𝚎𝚛𝚊 𝚋𝚎𝚋𝚎𝚛 𝚕𝚊 𝚕𝚎𝚌𝚑𝚎 𝚖𝚊𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚗𝚊 𝚍𝚎𝚕 𝙾𝚖𝚎𝚐𝚊.

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