𝖠𝗌 𝖾𝗌𝗍𝖺𝖼̧𝗈̃𝖾𝗌 𝗉𝖺𝗌𝗌𝖺𝗋𝖺𝗆 𝖾 𝖾𝗎 𝗇𝖺̃𝗈 𝖾𝗌𝗍𝗈𝗎 𝖽𝗈 𝗌𝖾𝗎 𝗅𝖺𝖽𝗈.
Go𝗌𝗍𝖺𝗋𝗂𝖺 𝗊𝗎𝖾 𝗏𝗈𝖼𝖾̂ 𝗉𝗎𝖽𝖾𝗌𝗌𝖾 𝗆𝖾 𝖺𝖼𝗈𝗆𝗉𝖺𝗇𝗁𝖺𝗋,
𝖼𝗈𝗆 𝗏𝗈𝖼𝖾̂ 𝗊𝗎𝖾𝗋𝗂𝖺 𝖾𝗌𝗍𝖺𝗋: 𝖭𝗈 𝗈𝗎𝗍𝗈𝗇𝗈, 𝗂𝗇𝗏𝖾𝗋𝗇𝗈, 𝗏𝖾𝗋𝖺̃𝗈 𝗈𝗎 𝗇𝖺 𝗉𝗋𝗂𝗆𝖺𝗏𝖾𝗋𝖺, 𝗂𝗋𝖾𝗂 𝗍𝖾 𝖺𝗆𝖺𝗋 𝗌𝖾𝗆 𝗌𝖾𝗊𝗎𝖾𝗅𝖺𝗌. 𝖯𝖺𝗋𝖺 𝗏𝗈𝖼𝖾̂: 𝗆𝗂𝗇𝗁𝖺 𝗏𝗂𝖽𝖺 𝖾𝗍𝖾𝗋𝗇𝖺.
- Hellen
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