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𝖨𝗇 𝗅𝗈𝗏𝖾'𝗌 𝗋𝖾𝖺𝗅𝗆, 𝖨 𝗐𝖺𝗇𝖽𝖾𝗋 𝖺𝗅𝗅 𝖺𝗅𝗈𝗇𝖾,

𝖠 𝖼𝗈𝗇𝗍𝖾𝗇𝗍 𝗁𝖾𝖺𝗋𝗍, 𝗎𝗇𝗍𝗈𝗎𝖼𝗁𝖾𝖽 𝖻𝗒 𝖽𝖾𝗌𝗂𝗋𝖾,

𝖭𝗈 𝗅𝗈𝗇𝗀𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝖿𝗈𝗋 𝖺 𝗅𝗈𝗏𝖾 𝗍𝗈 𝖼𝖺𝗅𝗅 𝗆𝗒 𝗈𝗐𝗇,

𝖭𝗈 𝖿𝗅𝖺𝗆𝖾𝗌 𝗈𝖿 𝗉𝖺𝗌𝗌𝗂𝗈𝗇 𝗍𝗈 𝗌𝖾𝗍 𝗆𝖾 𝖺𝖿𝗂𝗋𝖾.

𝖶𝗁𝗂𝗅𝖾 𝗈𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗋𝗌 𝗌𝖾𝖾𝗄 𝖺 𝗌𝗈𝗎𝗅 𝗍𝗈 𝗂𝗇𝗍𝖾𝗋𝗍𝗐𝗂𝗇𝖾,

𝖨 𝗋𝖾𝗏𝖾𝗅 𝗂𝗇 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝖿𝗋𝖾𝖾𝖽𝗈𝗆 𝖨 𝗉𝗈𝗌𝗌𝖾𝗌𝗌,

𝖭𝗈 𝗇𝖾𝖾𝖽 𝗍𝗈 𝗒𝖾𝖺𝗋𝗇 𝖿𝗈𝗋 𝗅𝗈𝗏𝖾'𝗌 𝖾𝗅𝗎𝗌𝗂𝗏𝖾 𝗌𝗂𝗀𝗇,

𝖭𝗈 𝗁𝖾𝖺𝗋𝗍𝖺𝖼𝗁𝖾 𝗍𝗈 𝖾𝗇𝖽𝗎𝗋𝖾, 𝗇𝗈𝗋 𝗌𝗈𝗎𝗅 𝗍𝗈 𝗂𝗆𝗉𝗋𝖾𝗌𝗌.

𝖸𝖾𝗍 𝗌𝗈𝗆𝖻𝖾𝗋 𝗆𝗈𝗆𝖾𝗇𝗍𝗌 𝗌𝗈𝗆𝖾𝗍𝗂𝗆𝖾𝗌 𝖼𝗅𝗈𝗎𝖽 𝗆𝗒 𝗆𝗂𝗇𝖽,
𝖠𝗌 𝗌𝗈𝖼𝗂𝖾𝗍𝗒 𝗐𝗁𝗂𝗌𝗉𝖾𝗋𝗌, "𝖶𝗁𝖺𝗍'𝗌 𝗐𝗋𝗈𝗇𝗀 𝗐𝗂𝗍𝗁 𝗒𝗈𝗎?"

𝖡𝗎𝗍 𝖨 𝖾𝗆𝖻𝗋𝖺𝖼𝖾 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗍𝗋𝗎𝗍𝗁 𝗍𝗁𝖺𝗍 𝖨 𝗁𝖺𝗏𝖾 𝖿𝗂𝗇𝖽,

𝖠 𝗅𝗈𝗏𝖾𝗅𝖾𝗌𝗌 𝗅𝗂𝖿𝖾, 𝗒𝖾𝗍 𝗌𝗍𝗂𝗅𝗅 𝖼𝗈𝗇𝗍𝖾𝗇𝗍 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗍𝗋𝗎𝖾.

𝖥𝗈𝗋 𝗂𝗇 𝗆𝗒 𝗌𝗈𝗅𝗂𝗍𝗎𝖽𝖾, 𝖨 𝖿𝗂𝗇𝖽 𝗆𝗒 𝗉𝖾𝖺𝖼𝖾,

𝖠𝗇 𝖺𝗋𝗈𝗆𝖺𝗇𝗍𝗂𝖼 𝗅𝗂𝖿𝖾, 𝖺 𝗌𝗐𝖾𝖾𝗍 𝗋𝖾𝗅𝖾𝖺𝗌𝖾.