𝒾𝓂 𝓃ℴ𝓉 ℴ𝓃ℯ 𝓉ℴ ℴ𝒻𝓉ℯ𝓃 𝓉𝒶𝓁𝓀 𝒶𝒷ℴ𝓊𝓉 𝒻𝓇𝒾ℯ𝓃𝒹𝓈𝒽𝒾𝓅𝓈.
𝓃ℴ𝓇 ℯ𝓋ℯ𝓃 𝒸𝒽ℯ𝓇𝒾𝓈𝒽 𝓉𝒽ℯ𝓂.
𝒻𝓇𝒾ℯ𝓃𝒹𝓈𝒽𝒾𝓅𝓈 𝓉𝒽𝒶𝓉 𝒾'𝓋ℯ ℴ𝓃𝒸ℯ 𝒸𝒶𝓇ℯ𝒹 𝒶𝒷ℴ𝓊𝓉, 𝓉𝓊𝓇𝓃ℯ𝒹 𝒾𝓃𝓉ℴ 𝓃ℴ𝓉𝒽𝒾𝓃𝓰 𝒷𝓊𝓉 𝒷ℯ𝓉𝓇𝒶𝓎𝒶𝓁 𝒶𝓃𝒹 𝓅𝒶𝒾𝓃.
𝒾𝓂𝒶𝓰𝒾𝓃ℯ 𝓰𝒾𝓋𝒾𝓃𝓰 𝓎ℴ𝓊𝓇 𝒶𝓁𝓁 𝓉ℴ 𝓈ℴ𝓂ℯℴ𝓃ℯ,
𝓉𝒽𝒶𝓉 𝓈ℴ𝓂ℯℴ𝓃ℯ 𝓌𝒽ℴ𝓂 𝓎ℴ𝓊 𝒸𝒶𝓁𝓁,
𝓎ℴ𝓊𝓇 𝒷ℯ𝓈𝓉 𝒻𝓇𝒾ℯ𝓃𝒹.
𝒽𝒶𝓋𝒾𝓃𝓰 𝓃ℴ 𝒹ℴ𝓊𝒷𝓉𝓈 𝓌𝒽ℯ𝓃 𝒾𝓉 𝒸ℴ𝓂ℯ𝓈 𝓉ℴ 𝒽𝒾𝓂/𝒽ℯ𝓇.
𝓈𝒽𝒶𝓇𝒾𝓃𝓰 𝒶𝓁𝓁 𝓉𝒽ℴ𝓈ℯ 𝓁𝒶𝓊𝓰𝒽𝓉ℯ𝓇𝓈, 𝓈𝓂𝒾𝓁ℯ𝓈 𝒶𝓃𝒹 𝓂ℯ𝓂ℴ𝓇𝒾ℯ𝓈 𝓉ℴ𝓰ℯ𝓉𝒽ℯ𝓇.
𝒶𝓃𝒹 𝓉𝒽ℯ𝓃 𝓰ℯ𝓉𝓉𝒾𝓃𝓰 𝓁ℴ𝓈𝓉 𝒾𝓃 𝓂𝒾𝓈ℯ𝓇𝓎,
𝓌𝒽ℯ𝓃 𝓉𝒽ℯ𝓎 𝒷𝓇ℯ𝒶𝓀 𝓎ℴ𝓊.
𝓌𝒽ℯ𝓃 𝓉𝒽ℯ𝓎 𝓁ℯ𝒶𝓋ℯ 𝓎ℴ𝓊.
𝓈ℴ 𝒹ℴ 𝓃ℴ𝓉 𝒷𝓁𝒶𝒾𝓂 𝓂ℯ 𝒻ℴ𝓇 𝒷ℯ𝒾𝓃𝓰 𝒸ℴ𝓁𝒹, 𝒻ℴ𝓇 𝒷ℯ𝒾𝓃𝓰 𝒽𝒶𝓇𝓈𝒽.
𝒶𝓃𝒹 𝓉ℴ 𝓉𝒽ℯ 𝓅ℯ𝓇𝓈ℴ𝓃 𝓌𝒽ℴ𝓂 𝒾'𝓋ℯ ℴ𝓃𝒸ℯ 𝒸𝒶𝓁𝓁ℯ𝒹 𝓂𝓎 𝒷ℯ𝓈𝓉 𝒻𝓇𝒾ℯ𝓃𝒹, 𝓌𝒽ℴ𝓂 𝒾 𝓰𝒶𝓋ℯ 𝓂𝓎 𝒶𝓁𝓁 𝓉ℴ, 𝓌𝒽ℴ𝓂 𝒾 𝓈𝒽𝒶𝓇ℯ𝒹 ℯ𝓋ℯ𝓇𝓎𝓉𝒽𝒾𝓃𝓰 𝓉ℴ, 𝓌𝒽ℴ𝓂 𝒾 𝓈𝒽ℴ𝓌ℯ𝒹 𝓂𝓎 𝓅𝒶𝒾𝓃 𝒻ℴ𝓇 𝓉𝒽ℯ 𝒻𝒾𝓇𝓈𝓉 𝓉𝒾𝓂ℯ 𝓉ℴ,
𝒾 𝓁ℴ𝓋ℯ𝒹 𝓎ℴ𝓊, 𝒶𝓃𝒹 𝒾 𝓈𝒽𝒶𝓁𝓁 𝓉𝒽𝒶𝓃𝓀 𝓎ℴ𝓊 𝒻ℴ𝓇 ℯ𝓋ℯ𝓇𝓎𝓉𝒽𝒾𝓃𝓰.
𝓃ℴ, 𝓎ℴ𝓊 𝓌ℯ𝓇ℯ'𝓃𝓉 𝒶 𝓁ℴ𝓋ℯ𝓇 ℴ𝒻 𝓂𝒾𝓃ℯ.
𝓎ℴ𝓊 𝓌ℯ𝓇ℯ 𝓂𝓎 𝓈𝓅ℯ𝒸𝒾𝒶𝓁 𝒻𝓇𝒾ℯ𝓃𝒹.
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