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𝗧𝗵𝗲 𝗽𝗮𝘁𝗵 𝗮𝗵𝗲𝗮𝗱 𝗶𝘀 𝘃𝗲𝗶𝗹𝗲𝗱 𝗶𝗻 𝗺𝗶𝘀𝘁,
𝗪𝗶𝘁𝗵 𝗲𝘃𝗲𝗿𝘆 𝗯𝗿𝗲𝗮𝘁𝗵 𝗮 𝗰𝗼𝘀𝘁,
𝗙𝗼𝗿 𝘄𝗵𝗮𝘁 𝗶𝘀 𝗳𝗼𝘂𝗻𝗱 𝗺𝘂𝘀𝘁 𝗳𝗶𝗿𝘀𝘁 𝗯𝗲 𝗺𝗶𝘀𝘀𝗲𝗱,
𝗔𝗻𝗱 𝗻𝗼𝗻𝗲 𝗸𝗻𝗼𝘄 𝘄𝗵𝗮𝘁 𝗶𝘀 𝗹𝗼𝘀𝘁.
𝗪𝗶𝘁𝗵 𝗲𝘃𝗲𝗿𝘆 𝘀𝘁𝗲𝗽, 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗴𝗿𝗼𝘂𝗻𝗱 𝘄𝗶𝗹𝗹 𝘀𝗵𝗶𝗳𝘁,
𝗧𝗵𝗲 𝘄𝗶𝗻𝗱𝘀 𝘄𝗶𝗹𝗹 𝘁𝘄𝗶𝘀𝘁 𝗮𝗻𝗱 𝘀𝗰𝗿𝗲𝗮𝗺,
𝗬𝗲𝘁 𝘀𝘁𝗶𝗹𝗹 𝘆𝗼𝘂 𝗺𝗮𝗿𝗰𝗵, 𝘁𝗵𝗿𝗼𝘂𝗴𝗵 𝗲𝗻𝗱𝗹𝗲𝘀𝘀 𝗿𝗶𝗳𝘁𝘀,
𝗧𝗼 𝗰𝗵𝗮𝘀𝗲 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝘂𝗻𝘀𝗲𝗲𝗻 𝗱𝗿𝗲𝗮𝗺.
𝗪𝗵𝗼 𝗮𝗿𝗲 𝘆𝗼𝘂, 𝗶𝗻 𝘁𝗵𝗶𝘀 𝘂𝗻𝗸𝗻𝗼𝘄𝗻 𝗴𝗮𝗺𝗲?
𝗪𝗵𝗮𝘁 𝘄𝗶𝗹𝗹 𝘆𝗼𝘂 𝘀𝗮𝗰𝗿𝗶𝗳𝗶𝗰𝗲 𝗳𝗼𝗿 𝗳𝗮𝗺𝗲?
𝗧𝗵𝗲 𝗰𝗵𝗼𝗶𝗰𝗲𝘀 𝘄𝗮𝗶𝘁, 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗷𝗼𝘂𝗿𝗻𝗲𝘆 𝗰𝗮𝗹𝗹𝘀,
𝗕𝘂𝘁 𝗼𝗻𝗲 𝘄𝗿𝗼𝗻𝗴 𝗺𝗼𝘃𝗲, 𝗮𝗻𝗱 𝗱𝗼𝘄𝗻 𝘆𝗼𝘂 𝗳𝗮𝗹𝗹.
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