Sᵒᵐᵉᵗᶦᵐᵉˢ ᴵ ʷʳᶦᵗᵉ ᶦⁿ ᵗᶦⁿʸ ˡᵉᵗᵗᵉʳˢ ʰᵒᵖᶦⁿᵍ ʸᵒᵘ ʷᵒⁿ'ᵗ ʳᵉᵃᵈ ʷʰᵃᵗ ᴵ'ᵐ ʷʳᶦᵗᶦⁿᵍ
ᵇᵘᵗ ᴵ ᵏⁿᵒʷ ʸᵒᵘ'ˡˡ ᵍᵉᵗ ʸᵒᵘʳ ᵍˡᵃˢˢᵉˢ
ᵃⁿᵈ ˢᑫᵘᶦⁿᵗ
ᵗᵒ ᵏⁿᵒʷ ʷʰᵃᵗ ʰᵃᵖᵖᵉⁿᵉᵈ
ᴵ ˡᵒˢᵗ ᵐʸˢᵉˡᶠ ˢᵒᵐᵉʷʰᵉʳᵉ ᵗʰʳᵒᵘᵍʰᵒᵘᵗ ᵗʰᶦˢ ʸᵉᵃʳ
ᴵ ᶜᵒᵐᵖˡᵉᵗᵉˡʸ ᶜʰᵃⁿᵍᵉᵈ
ᴵ ˡᶦᵛᵉ ᶦⁿ ᵃ ˢᵗʳᵃⁿᵍᵉʳ'ˢ ˢᵏᶦⁿ ᵃⁿᵈ ʰᵉᵃᵈ
ˢᵒᵐᵉᵗᶦᵐᵉˢ ᴵ ˡᶦᵉ ᵃⁿᵈ ˢᵃʸ ᵗʰᶦⁿᵍˢ ᵗʰᵃᵗ ⁿᵉᵛᵉʳ ʰᵃᵖᵖᵉⁿᵉᵈ
ᴵ ᶠᵉᵉˡ ˡᶦᵏᵉ ᵗʰᵉʸ ᵈᶦᵈ
ᶦᶠ ᴵ ᵗʳʸ ᵛᵉʳʸ ʰᵃʳᵈ ᴵ'ˡˡ ᵈʳᵉᵃᵐ ᵃᵇᵒᵘᵗ ᶦᵗ ʷʰᵉⁿ ᴵ ˢˡᵉᵉᵖ
ᵗʰᵉⁿ ᵗᵃᵏᵉ ᶦᵗ ᵃˢ ᶦᶠ ᶦᵗ ʳᵉᵃˡˡʸ ᵈᶦᵈ ʰᵃᵖᵖᵉⁿ
ˢᵒᵐᵉ ᵈᵃʸˢ
ᴵ'ᵐ ᵗʰᵉ ᵒˡᵈ ᵐᵉ
ᴵ'ᵐ ⁿᵒᵗ ˢᵘʳᵉ ʷʰᵃᵗ ᵗʰᵃᵗ ᵐᵉᵃⁿˢ
ᴵ ᶠᵉᵉˡ ᶜᵒᵐᶠᵒʳᵗᵃᵇˡᵉ
ᶦⁿ ᵐʸ ᵒʷⁿ ᵇᵒᵈʸ
ˢᵒᵐᵉʷʰᵉʳᵉ ᵗʰʳᵒᵘᵍʰᵒᵘᵗ ᵗʰᵉ ᵈᵃʸ
ᴵ ˡᵒˢᵉ ᵐʸˢᵉˡᶠ ᵃᵍᵃᶦⁿ
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