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𝗜𝗻 𝘀𝗵𝗮𝗱𝗼𝘄𝘀 𝗱𝗲𝗲𝗽, 𝘄𝗵𝗲𝗿𝗲 𝘀𝗶𝗹𝗲𝗻𝗰𝗲 𝘄𝗲𝗲𝗽𝘀,𝗔 𝘀𝘁𝗼𝗿𝗺 𝗯𝗲𝗴𝗶𝗻𝘀 𝘁𝗼 𝗿𝗶𝘀𝗲,𝗧𝗵𝗲 𝗳𝗿𝗮𝗴𝗶𝗹𝗲 𝘄𝗶𝗻𝗴𝘀 𝗼𝗳 𝗯𝘂𝘁𝘁𝗲𝗿𝗳𝗹𝗶𝗲𝘀,𝗡𝗼𝘄 𝗹𝗼𝘀𝘁 𝗯𝗲𝗻𝗲𝗮𝘁𝗵 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝘀𝗸𝗶𝗲𝘀

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𝗜𝗻 𝘀𝗵𝗮𝗱𝗼𝘄𝘀 𝗱𝗲𝗲𝗽, 𝘄𝗵𝗲𝗿𝗲 𝘀𝗶𝗹𝗲𝗻𝗰𝗲 𝘄𝗲𝗲𝗽𝘀,
𝗔 𝘀𝘁𝗼𝗿𝗺 𝗯𝗲𝗴𝗶𝗻𝘀 𝘁𝗼 𝗿𝗶𝘀𝗲,
𝗧𝗵𝗲 𝗳𝗿𝗮𝗴𝗶𝗹𝗲 𝘄𝗶𝗻𝗴𝘀 𝗼𝗳 𝗯𝘂𝘁𝘁𝗲𝗿𝗳𝗹𝗶𝗲𝘀,
𝗡𝗼𝘄 𝗹𝗼𝘀𝘁 𝗯𝗲𝗻𝗲𝗮𝘁𝗵 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝘀𝗸𝗶𝗲𝘀.


𝗧𝗵𝗲 𝘄𝗼𝗿𝗹𝗱, 𝗶𝘁 𝘁𝗿𝗲𝗺𝗯𝗹𝗲𝘀 𝗼𝗻 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗲𝗱𝗴𝗲,
𝗢𝗳 𝘄𝗵𝗶𝘀𝗽𝗲𝗿𝘀, 𝗳𝗮𝘁𝗲, 𝗮𝗻𝗱 𝗱𝗿𝗲𝗮𝗺𝘀,
𝗔𝗻𝗱 𝗶𝗻 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗾𝘂𝗶𝗲𝘁, 𝘁𝗿𝘂𝘁𝗵 𝗶𝘀 𝘄𝗲𝗱𝗴𝗲𝗱,
𝗧𝗼 𝘁𝗵𝗶𝗻𝗴𝘀 𝗻𝗼𝘁 𝘄𝗵𝗮𝘁 𝘁𝗵𝗲𝘆 𝘀𝗲𝗲𝗺.


𝗪𝗶𝗹𝗹 𝘆𝗼𝘂 𝘀𝘁𝗲𝗽 𝗶𝗻𝘁𝗼 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗳𝗿𝗮𝘆?
𝗪𝗶𝗹𝗹 𝘆𝗼𝘂 𝘀𝘁𝗮𝗻𝗱, 𝗼𝗿 𝘄𝗮𝗹𝗸 𝗮𝘄𝗮𝘆?
𝗙𝗼𝗿 𝗶𝗻 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗱𝗮𝗿𝗸, 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗴𝗮𝗺𝗲 𝗯𝗲𝗴𝗶𝗻𝘀,
𝗪𝗵𝗲𝗿𝗲 𝗮𝗹𝗹 𝗶𝘀 𝗹𝗼𝘀𝘁, 𝗮𝗻𝗱 𝗮𝗹𝗹 𝗶𝘀 𝘀𝗶𝗻.

𝗪𝗶𝗹𝗹 𝘆𝗼𝘂 𝘀𝘁𝗲𝗽 𝗶𝗻𝘁𝗼 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗳𝗿𝗮𝘆?𝗪𝗶𝗹𝗹 𝘆𝗼𝘂 𝘀𝘁𝗮𝗻𝗱, 𝗼𝗿 𝘄𝗮𝗹𝗸 𝗮𝘄𝗮𝘆?𝗙𝗼𝗿 𝗶𝗻 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗱𝗮𝗿𝗸, 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗴𝗮𝗺𝗲 𝗯𝗲𝗴𝗶𝗻𝘀,𝗪𝗵𝗲𝗿𝗲 𝗮𝗹𝗹 𝗶𝘀 𝗹𝗼𝘀𝘁, 𝗮𝗻𝗱 𝗮𝗹𝗹 𝗶𝘀 𝘀𝗶𝗻

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