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𝘩𝘦 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘶𝘯𝘦𝘴𝘤𝘢𝘱𝘢𝘣𝘭𝘦 𝘪𝘯 𝘮𝘺 𝘮𝘪𝘯𝘥,
𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳𝘺𝘸𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘦 𝘪 𝘸𝘦𝘯𝘵.
𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘰𝘶𝘨𝘩𝘵 𝘰𝘧 𝘩𝘪𝘮 𝘢𝘭𝘰𝘯𝘦
𝘴𝘦𝘯𝘵 𝘢 𝘤𝘩𝘪𝘭𝘭 𝘥𝘰𝘸𝘯 𝘮𝘺 𝘴𝘱𝘪𝘯𝘦,
𝘢𝘯 𝘪𝘯𝘵𝘰𝘹𝘪𝘤𝘢𝘵𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘴𝘱𝘪𝘳𝘪𝘵.
𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘯𝘦𝘴𝘴𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘮𝘪𝘯𝘥𝘭𝘦𝘴𝘴, 𝘮𝘦𝘢𝘯𝘪𝘯𝘨𝘭𝘦𝘴𝘴
𝘴𝘰𝘶𝘭𝘴 𝘤𝘳𝘰𝘸𝘥 𝘢𝘳𝘰𝘶𝘯𝘥 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵
𝘮𝘢𝘯, 𝘪𝘵 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘭𝘪𝘬𝘦 𝘪𝘵 𝘸𝘢𝘴
𝘣𝘦𝘤𝘰𝘮𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘢 𝘳𝘪𝘵𝘶𝘢𝘭.
𝘩𝘦 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘯𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳 𝘵𝘳𝘶𝘭𝘺 𝘢𝘸𝘢𝘳𝘦 𝘰𝘧 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘪𝘮𝘱𝘢𝘤𝘵.
𝘯𝘰𝘸 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘯, 𝘢𝘯𝘨𝘦𝘭𝘴 𝘸𝘦𝘳𝘦 𝘴𝘦𝘯𝘵
𝘥𝘰𝘸𝘯 𝘵𝘰 𝘳𝘦𝘮𝘪𝘯𝘥 𝘩𝘪𝘮 𝘸𝘩𝘰
𝘩𝘦 𝘸𝘢𝘴, 𝘢𝘭𝘮𝘰𝘴𝘵 𝘭𝘪𝘬𝘦 𝘢
𝘸𝘢𝘺 𝘰𝘧 𝘨𝘳𝘰𝘶𝘯𝘥𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘩𝘪𝘮.
𝘪𝘵 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘢𝘴 𝘪𝘧 𝘢 𝘳𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘰𝘧 𝘭𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵 𝘸𝘢𝘴
𝘱𝘭𝘢𝘤𝘦𝘥 𝘢𝘣𝘰𝘷𝘦 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘩𝘦𝘢𝘥,
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