𝘞𝘢𝘴 𝘪𝘵 𝘧𝘶𝘯, 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘩𝘦𝘢𝘳𝘵𝘭𝘦𝘴𝘴 𝘨𝘢𝘮𝘦,
𝘛𝘰 𝘴𝘦𝘦𝘬 𝘱𝘭𝘦𝘢𝘴𝘶𝘳𝘦 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘧𝘰𝘳𝘨𝘦𝘵 𝘮𝘺 𝘯𝘢𝘮𝘦?
𝘠𝘰𝘶, 𝘢 𝘱𝘶𝘱𝘱𝘦𝘵𝘦𝘦𝘳 𝘰𝘧 𝘥𝘦𝘴𝘪𝘳𝘦𝘴 𝘶𝘯𝘬𝘪𝘯𝘥,
𝘈 𝘴𝘰𝘶𝘭 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘢𝘥𝘳𝘪𝘧𝘵, 𝘪𝘯 𝘢 𝘴𝘦𝘭𝘧𝘪𝘴𝘩 𝘣𝘪𝘯𝘥.
𝘠𝘰𝘶 𝘨𝘳𝘢𝘴𝘱𝘦𝘥 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘵𝘰𝘰𝘬, 𝘢𝘭𝘭 𝘪𝘯 𝘩𝘢𝘴𝘵𝘦,
𝘐𝘨𝘯𝘰𝘳𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘩𝘦𝘢𝘳𝘵𝘴, 𝘪𝘯 𝘳𝘦𝘤𝘬𝘭𝘦𝘴𝘴 𝘤𝘩𝘢𝘴𝘦.
𝘈 𝘶𝘴𝘦𝘭𝘦𝘴𝘴 𝘨𝘶𝘺, 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘩𝘢𝘯𝘥𝘴 𝘴𝘰 𝘨𝘳𝘦𝘦𝘥𝘺,
𝘎𝘳𝘦𝘦𝘥𝘪𝘭𝘺 𝘨𝘳𝘢𝘣𝘣𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘢𝘭𝘭 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵'𝘴 𝘯𝘦𝘦𝘥𝘺.
𝘈𝘯𝘥 𝘪𝘯 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘸𝘢𝘬𝘦, 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘭𝘦𝘧𝘵 𝘣𝘦𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘥,
𝘈 𝘭𝘰𝘷𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘸𝘢𝘴, 𝘴𝘰 𝘴𝘸𝘦𝘦𝘵𝘭𝘺 𝘵𝘸𝘪𝘯𝘦𝘥.
𝘏𝘰𝘸 𝘥𝘰𝘦𝘴 𝘪𝘵 𝘧𝘦𝘦𝘭 𝘵𝘰 𝘭𝘰𝘴𝘦 𝘴𝘰 𝘥𝘦𝘢𝘳,
𝘛𝘩𝘦 𝘰𝘯𝘦 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘭𝘰𝘷𝘦𝘥, 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘰𝘯𝘦 𝘩𝘦𝘭𝘥 𝘯𝘦𝘢𝘳?
𝘈 𝘨𝘪𝘳𝘭 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘱𝘳𝘢𝘪𝘴𝘦𝘥, 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩𝘰𝘶𝘵 𝘢 𝘵𝘩𝘰𝘶𝘨𝘩𝘵,
𝘖𝘧 𝘩𝘰𝘸 𝘮𝘺 𝘩𝘦𝘢𝘳𝘵, 𝘪𝘯 𝘱𝘢𝘪𝘯, 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘤𝘢𝘶𝘨𝘩𝘵.
𝘕𝘰𝘸 𝘴𝘶𝘧𝘧𝘦𝘳, 𝘪𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘣𝘦𝘥 𝘺𝘰𝘶'𝘷𝘦 𝘮𝘢𝘥𝘦,
𝘞𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘦 𝘭𝘪𝘦𝘴 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘥𝘦𝘤𝘦𝘪𝘵 𝘩𝘢𝘷𝘦 𝘧𝘪𝘳𝘮𝘭𝘺 𝘭𝘢𝘪𝘥.
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