𝐵𝑢𝑡𝑡𝑒𝑟𝑠 𝑝𝑜𝑣: 𝑶𝒏
𝑁𝑎𝑞𝑢𝑒𝑙𝑎 ℎ𝑜𝑟𝑎 𝑒𝑚 𝑞𝑢𝑒 𝑒𝑠𝑡𝑎𝑣𝑎𝑚𝑜𝑠 𝑛𝑜 𝑝𝑜𝑛𝑡𝑜 𝑑𝑒 𝑜𝑛𝑖𝑏𝑢𝑠, 𝑒𝑢 𝑟𝑒𝑎𝑙𝑚𝑒𝑛𝑡𝑒 𝑛𝑎̃𝑜 𝑞𝑢𝑒𝑟𝑖𝑎 𝑓𝑎𝑙𝑎𝑟 𝑐𝑜𝑚 𝑛𝑖𝑛𝑔𝑢𝑒́𝑚. 𝐸𝑠𝑡𝑎𝑣𝑎 𝑎𝑠𝑠𝑢𝑠𝑡𝑎𝑑𝑜 𝑐𝑜𝑚 𝑜𝑞𝑢𝑒 𝑎𝑐𝑜𝑛𝑡𝑒𝑐𝑒𝑢... 𝐸, 𝑜 𝑘𝑒𝑛𝑛𝑦 '𝑡𝑎𝑣𝑎' 𝑏𝑟𝑎𝑣𝑜 '𝑝𝑟𝑎' 𝑐𝑎𝑐𝑒𝑡𝑒...
𝐵𝑢𝑡𝑡𝑒𝑟𝑠 - 𝑜𝑙ℎ𝑎 𝑘𝑒𝑛𝑛𝑦, 𝑠𝑜́ 𝑛𝑎̃𝑜 𝑞𝑢𝑒𝑟𝑜 𝑓𝑎𝑙𝑎𝑟 𝑐𝑜𝑚 𝑛𝑖𝑛𝑔𝑢𝑒́𝑚 ℎ𝑜𝑗𝑒.
𝐸𝑛𝑡𝑟𝑎𝑚𝑜𝑠 𝑛𝑜 𝑜̂𝑛𝑖𝑏𝑢𝑠, 𝑑𝑒𝑠𝑠𝑎 𝑣𝑒𝑧 𝑛𝑎̃𝑜 𝑠𝑒𝑛𝑡𝑒𝑖 𝑛𝑒𝑚 𝑎𝑜 𝑚𝑒𝑛𝑜𝑠 𝑐𝑜𝑛𝑣𝑒𝑟𝑠𝑒𝑖 𝑐𝑜𝑚 𝑜 𝑘𝑒𝑛𝑛𝑦... 𝐸𝑠𝑡𝑎𝑣𝑎 𝑑𝑒𝑠𝑎𝑝𝑜𝑛𝑡𝑎𝑑𝑜 𝑒 𝑎𝑜 𝑚𝑒𝑠𝑚𝑜 𝑡𝑒𝑚𝑝𝑜 𝑛𝑒𝑟𝑣𝑜𝑠𝑜...
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𝑁𝑎 𝑒𝑠𝑐𝑜𝑙𝑎, 𝑘𝑒𝑛𝑛𝑦 𝑚𝑒 𝑒𝑚𝑝𝑢𝑟𝑟𝑜𝑢 𝑑𝑒 𝑛𝑜𝑣𝑜 𝑝𝑎𝑟𝑎 𝑎𝑞𝑢𝑒𝑙𝑒 𝑏𝑒𝑐𝑜 𝑞𝑢𝑒 𝑜 𝑙𝑒𝑣𝑒𝑖 𝑎𝑛𝑡𝑒𝑠 𝑒 𝑚𝑒 𝑠𝑒𝑔𝑢𝑟𝑜𝑢 𝑝𝑎𝑟𝑎 𝑛𝑎̃𝑜 𝑓𝑢𝑔𝑖𝑟.
𝐵𝑢𝑡𝑡𝑒𝑟𝑠 - 𝑘𝑒𝑛𝑛𝑦, 𝑟𝑒𝑎𝑙𝑚𝑒𝑛𝑡𝑒 𝑛𝑎̃𝑜 𝑞𝑢𝑒𝑟𝑜 𝑓𝑎𝑧𝑒𝑟 𝑎𝑞𝑢𝑖𝑙𝑜 𝑑𝑒 𝑛𝑜𝑣𝑜... 𝐸𝑛𝑡𝑎̃𝑜 𝑝𝑜𝑟 𝑓𝑎𝑣𝑜𝑟...
𝐾𝑒𝑛𝑛𝑦 - 𝑛𝑎̃𝑜 𝑒́ 𝑖𝑠𝑠𝑜 𝑝𝑜𝑟𝑟𝑎! 𝐸𝑢... 𝐴ℎ, 𝑒𝑠𝑞𝑢𝑒𝑐𝑒...
𝐸𝑙𝑒 𝑠𝑎𝑖 𝑑𝑜 𝑏𝑒𝑐𝑜 𝑐𝑜𝑟𝑟𝑒𝑛𝑑𝑜, 𝑒𝑢 𝑎𝑡𝑒́ 𝑡𝑒𝑛𝑡𝑒𝑖 𝑠𝑒𝑔𝑢𝑟𝑎́-𝑙𝑜 𝑚𝑎𝑖𝑠... 𝐸𝑟𝑎 𝑚𝑒𝑙ℎ𝑜𝑟 𝑑𝑒𝑖𝑥𝑎𝑟 𝑒𝑙𝑒 𝑖𝑟...
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𝐾𝑦𝑙𝑒 𝑒 𝑠𝑡𝑎𝑛 𝑡𝑒𝑛𝑡𝑎̃𝑜 𝑓𝑎𝑙𝑎𝑟 𝑐𝑜𝑚𝑖𝑔𝑜 𝑑𝑖𝑧𝑒𝑛𝑑𝑜 𝑞𝑢𝑒, 𝐾𝑒𝑛𝑛𝑦 𝑒𝑠𝑡𝑎𝑣𝑎 𝑐ℎ𝑜𝑟𝑎𝑛𝑑𝑜 𝑒𝑚 𝑢𝑚 𝑐𝑎𝑛𝑡𝑜 𝑑𝑎 𝑞𝑢𝑎𝑑𝑟𝑎. 𝐸𝑢 𝑛𝑎̃𝑜 𝑝𝑜𝑑𝑖𝑎 𝑓𝑎𝑧𝑒𝑟 𝑚𝑢𝑖𝑡𝑎 𝑐𝑜𝑖𝑠𝑎 𝑗𝑎́ 𝑞𝑢𝑒, 𝑒𝑙𝑒 '𝑡𝑎' 𝑐ℎ𝑜𝑟𝑎𝑛𝑑𝑜 𝑝𝑜𝑟 𝑚𝑖𝑚... 𝐸, 𝑠𝑒 𝑒𝑢 𝑓𝑎𝑧𝑒𝑟 𝑎𝑙𝑔𝑢𝑚𝑎 𝑐𝑜𝑖𝑠𝑎 𝑠𝑜́ 𝑝𝑖𝑜𝑟𝑎 𝑎𝑠 𝑐𝑜𝑖𝑠𝑎𝑠. 𝑆𝑒𝑚𝑝𝑟𝑒 𝑝𝑖𝑜𝑟𝑜 𝑡𝑢𝑑𝑜! 𝑇𝑈𝐷𝑂!
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𝑉𝑜𝑙𝑡𝑜 𝑝𝑟𝑎 𝑐𝑎𝑠𝑎 𝑐𝑎𝑛𝑠𝑎𝑑𝑜. 𝑀𝑎𝑠, 𝑐𝑜𝑚 𝑢𝑚𝑎𝑠 𝑐𝑜𝑚𝑝𝑟𝑎𝑠 𝑞𝑢𝑒 𝑒𝑢 𝑓𝑖𝑧.
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𝐸𝑛𝑡𝑟𝑒𝑖 𝑛𝑜 𝑚𝑒𝑢 𝑞𝑢𝑎𝑟𝑡𝑜, 𝑒𝑠𝑝𝑒𝑟𝑎𝑛𝑑𝑜 𝑚𝑒𝑢 𝑝𝑎𝑖́𝑠 𝑠𝑎𝑖́𝑟𝑒𝑚. 𝐴𝑡𝑒́ 𝑞𝑢𝑒 𝑒𝑙𝑒𝑠 𝑠𝑎𝑖́𝑟𝑎𝑚 𝑒 𝑒𝑢 𝑏𝑜𝑡𝑒𝑖 𝑚𝑖𝑛ℎ𝑎𝑠 𝑛𝑜𝑣𝑎𝑠 𝑟𝑜𝑢𝑝𝑎𝑠 𝑓𝑒𝑚𝑖𝑛𝑖𝑛𝑎𝑠 :𝐷
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