𝑮𝒐𝒍𝒅𝒆𝒏 𝒓𝒂𝒚𝒔 𝒃𝒆𝒈𝒊𝒏 𝒕𝒐 𝒇𝒂𝒅𝒆,
𝑻𝒉𝒆 𝒅𝒂𝒚 𝒏𝒐𝒘 𝒃𝒊𝒅𝒔 𝒊𝒕𝒔 𝒍𝒂𝒔𝒕 𝒉𝒖𝒓𝒓𝒂𝒉,
𝑰𝒏 𝒉𝒖𝒆𝒔 𝒐𝒇 𝒂𝒎𝒃𝒆𝒓, 𝒑𝒊𝒏𝒌, 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒋𝒂𝒅𝒆,
𝑻𝒉𝒆 𝒔𝒖𝒏𝒔𝒆𝒕 𝒑𝒂𝒊𝒏𝒕𝒔 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒔𝒌𝒊𝒆𝒔 𝒂𝒇𝒂𝒓.𝑨 𝒄𝒂𝒏𝒗𝒂𝒔 𝒗𝒂𝒔𝒕, 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒉𝒆𝒂𝒗𝒆𝒏𝒔 𝒃𝒍𝒆𝒏𝒅,
𝑾𝒊𝒕𝒉 𝒔𝒑𝒍𝒆𝒏𝒅𝒐𝒓, 𝒏𝒂𝒕𝒖𝒓𝒆'𝒔 𝒂𝒓𝒕𝒊𝒔𝒕𝒓𝒚,
𝑨 𝒃𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒕𝒉𝒕𝒂𝒌𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒔𝒄𝒆𝒏𝒆, 𝒕𝒐 𝒄𝒐𝒎𝒑𝒓𝒆𝒉𝒆𝒏𝒅,
𝑨 𝒎𝒐𝒎𝒆𝒏𝒕 𝒐𝒇 𝒑𝒖𝒓𝒆 𝒔𝒆𝒓𝒆𝒏𝒊𝒕𝒚.𝑻𝒉𝒆 𝒔𝒖𝒏 𝒅𝒊𝒑𝒔 𝒍𝒐𝒘, 𝒃𝒆𝒚𝒐𝒏𝒅 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒉𝒊𝒍𝒍,
𝑰𝒕𝒔 𝒘𝒂𝒓𝒎𝒕𝒉, 𝒂 𝒎𝒆𝒎𝒐𝒓𝒚 𝒊𝒏 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒂𝒊𝒓,
𝑨 𝒕𝒓𝒂𝒏𝒒𝒖𝒊𝒍 𝒄𝒂𝒍𝒎, 𝒂 𝒉𝒖𝒔𝒉, 𝒔𝒐 𝒔𝒕𝒊𝒍𝒍,
𝑨𝒔 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒄𝒍𝒐𝒂𝒌 𝒐𝒇 𝒏𝒊𝒈𝒉𝒕 𝒆𝒎𝒃𝒓𝒂𝒄𝒆𝒔 𝒘𝒊𝒕𝒉 𝒄𝒂𝒓𝒆.𝑻𝒉𝒆 𝒔𝒊𝒍𝒉𝒐𝒖𝒆𝒕𝒕𝒆𝒔 𝒐𝒇 𝒕𝒓𝒆𝒆𝒔 𝒂𝒓𝒊𝒔𝒆,
𝑨𝒔 𝒕𝒘𝒊𝒍𝒊𝒈𝒉𝒕 𝒅𝒂𝒏𝒄𝒆𝒔 𝒊𝒏 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒃𝒓𝒆𝒆𝒛𝒆,
𝑨 𝒔𝒚𝒎𝒑𝒉𝒐𝒏𝒚 𝒐𝒇 𝒄𝒐𝒍𝒐𝒓𝒔 𝒄𝒂𝒑𝒕𝒖𝒓𝒆𝒔 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒆𝒚𝒆
𝑻𝒐 𝒄𝒂𝒑𝒕𝒊𝒗𝒂𝒕𝒆 𝒉𝒆𝒂𝒓𝒕𝒔 𝒘𝒊𝒕𝒉 𝒈𝒆𝒏𝒕𝒍𝒆 𝒆𝒂𝒔𝒆.𝑻𝒉𝒆 𝒈𝒐𝒍𝒅𝒆𝒏 𝒐𝒓𝒃, 𝒏𝒐𝒘 𝒐𝒖𝒕 𝒐𝒇 𝒔𝒊𝒈𝒉𝒕,
𝒀𝒆𝒕 𝒍𝒆𝒂𝒗𝒆𝒔 𝒂 𝒕𝒓𝒂𝒊𝒍 𝒐𝒇 𝒂𝒎𝒃𝒆𝒓 𝒈𝒍𝒆𝒂𝒎,
𝑻𝒉𝒆 𝒔𝒕𝒂𝒓𝒔 𝒂𝒘𝒂𝒌𝒆𝒏, 𝒐𝒏𝒆 𝒃𝒚 𝒐𝒏𝒆, 𝒃𝒓𝒊𝒈𝒉𝒕,
𝑰𝒏 𝒕𝒘𝒊𝒍𝒊𝒈𝒉𝒕'𝒔 𝒗𝒆𝒊𝒍, 𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒚 𝒔𝒐𝒇𝒕𝒍𝒚 𝒅𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒎.𝑻𝒉𝒆 𝒘𝒐𝒓𝒍𝒅, 𝒂 𝒔𝒕𝒂𝒈𝒆, 𝒇𝒐𝒓 𝒏𝒊𝒈𝒉𝒕'𝒔 𝒅𝒆𝒃𝒖𝒕,
𝑨 𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒂𝒕𝒆𝒓 𝒐𝒇 𝒔𝒕𝒂𝒓𝒔 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒎𝒐𝒐𝒏𝒍𝒊𝒕 𝒈𝒍𝒐𝒘,
𝑻𝒉𝒆 𝒔𝒖𝒏𝒔𝒆𝒕 𝒃𝒊𝒅𝒔 𝒂 𝒇𝒐𝒏𝒅 𝒂𝒅𝒊𝒆𝒖,
𝑨𝒔 𝒏𝒂𝒕𝒖𝒓𝒆'𝒔 𝒈𝒓𝒂𝒏𝒅𝒆𝒖𝒓 𝒕𝒂𝒌𝒆𝒔 𝒊𝒕𝒔 𝒃𝒐𝒘.𝑻𝒉𝒆 𝒔𝒖𝒏𝒔𝒆𝒕'𝒔 𝒘𝒂𝒓𝒎𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒍𝒊𝒈𝒉𝒕
𝑰𝒕'𝒔 𝒂 𝒎𝒐𝒎𝒆𝒏𝒕, 𝒇𝒍𝒆𝒆𝒕𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒓𝒂𝒓𝒆,
𝑨 𝒓𝒆𝒎𝒊𝒏𝒅𝒆𝒓 𝒕𝒉𝒂𝒕 𝒅𝒂𝒚 𝒕𝒖𝒓𝒏𝒔 𝒊𝒏𝒕𝒐 𝒏𝒊𝒈𝒉𝒕,
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