𝑻𝒉𝒆 𝒎𝒐𝒓𝒆 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒉𝒐𝒍𝒅 𝒐𝒏
𝑻𝒉𝒆 𝒎𝒐𝒓𝒆 𝒊𝒕 𝒉𝒖𝒓𝒕𝒔 𝒐𝒏
𝑻𝒉𝒆 𝒎𝒐𝒓𝒆 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒌𝒆𝒆𝒑 𝒊𝒕
𝑻𝒉𝒆 𝒎𝒐𝒓𝒆 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒘𝒂𝒊𝒕
𝑭𝒐𝒓 𝒔𝒐𝒎𝒆𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒐𝒓 𝒔𝒐𝒎𝒆𝒉𝒐𝒘 𝒆𝒊𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒓
𝑳𝒐𝒗𝒆 𝒕𝒉𝒂𝒕 𝒊𝒔 𝒏𝒐𝒕 𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒓𝒆
𝑩𝒖𝒕 𝒉𝒂𝒍𝒍𝒖𝒄𝒊𝒏𝒂𝒕𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒉e'𝒔 𝒉𝒆𝒓𝒆
𝑫𝒐 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒘𝒂𝒏𝒕 𝒕𝒐 𝒄𝒓𝒚¿
𝑶𝒓 𝒅𝒐 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒘𝒂𝒏𝒕 𝒕𝒐 𝒅𝒊𝒆?
𝑯𝒊𝒔 𝒑𝒓𝒆𝒔𝒆𝒏𝒄𝒆 𝒊𝒔 𝒂𝒄𝒕𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒍𝒊𝒌𝒆 𝒉𝒊𝒔 𝒘𝒊𝒕𝒉 𝒚𝒐𝒖
𝑨𝒍𝒍 𝒅𝒂𝒚 𝒍𝒐𝒏𝒈 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒕𝒉𝒓𝒐𝒖𝒈𝒉
𝑾𝒉𝒂𝒕𝒆𝒗𝒆𝒓 𝒊𝒕 𝒅𝒐𝒆𝒔
𝑰𝒕 𝒈𝒐𝒆𝒔 𝒃𝒆𝒚𝒐𝒏𝒅
𝑨𝒏𝒅 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒍𝒐𝒗𝒆 𝒊𝒔 𝒕𝒐𝒕𝒂𝒍𝒍𝒚
𝑭𝒓𝒆𝒒𝒖𝒆𝒏𝒕𝒍𝒚 𝒕𝒂𝒌𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒂𝒘𝒂𝒚
𝑭𝒓𝒐𝒎 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒉𝒂𝒑𝒑𝒊𝒏𝒆𝒔𝒔 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒅𝒆𝒔𝒆𝒓𝒗𝒆, 𝒕𝒐 𝒑𝒓𝒆𝒔𝒆𝒓𝒗𝒆;
𝑫𝒐 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒘𝒂𝒏𝒕 𝒕𝒐 𝒄𝒓𝒚 ? 𝑮𝒂𝒗𝒆 𝒊𝒏
𝑫𝒐 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒘𝒂𝒏𝒕 𝒕𝒐 𝒔𝒉𝒐𝒖𝒕? 𝑺𝒉𝒂𝒅𝒆 𝒊𝒏
𝑩𝒖𝒕 𝒓𝒆𝒎𝒆𝒎𝒃𝒆𝒓 𝒉𝒐𝒘 𝒊𝒕 𝒈𝒊𝒗𝒆𝒔 𝒚𝒐𝒖,
𝒉𝒐𝒘 𝒊𝒕 𝒄𝒂𝒍𝒍𝒔 𝒚𝒐𝒖, 𝒉𝒐𝒘 𝒊𝒕 𝒎𝒂𝒌𝒆𝒔 𝒚𝒐𝒖
𝑻𝒉𝒆 𝒉𝒂𝒑𝒑𝒊𝒏𝒆𝒔𝒔 𝒊𝒔 𝒏𝒆𝒊𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒓 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒉𝒐𝒍𝒅 𝒐𝒏
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