𝑊𝑒 𝑣𝑖𝑠𝑖𝑡 𝑎 𝑚𝑎𝑢𝑠𝑜𝑙𝑒𝑚 𝑤𝑒𝑟𝑒 𝐼 𝑠𝑎𝑤 𝑦𝑜𝑢 .
𝑌𝑜𝑢 ℎ𝑎𝑑 𝑑𝑟𝑢𝑔𝑠 𝑜𝑛 𝑦𝑜𝑢𝑟 𝑚𝑖𝑛𝑑 𝑎𝑛𝑑 𝑑𝑒𝑎𝑡ℎ 𝑖𝑛 𝑦𝑜𝑢𝑟 𝑒𝑦𝑒𝑠 .
𝐼 𝑎𝑙𝑤𝑎𝑦𝑠 𝑡ℎ𝑜𝑢𝑔ℎ𝑡 '𝑦𝑜𝑢 𝑙𝑢𝑐𝑘𝑦 𝑏𝑎𝑠𝑡𝑎𝑟𝑑 ' 𝑤ℎ𝑒𝑛 𝐼 𝑤𝑎𝑙𝑘𝑒𝑑 𝑏𝑦 𝑦𝑜𝑢 .
𝑂𝑛𝑐𝑒 𝑦𝑜𝑢 ℎ𝑎𝑑 𝑠𝑡𝑎𝑟𝑠 𝑛𝑜𝑤 𝑑𝑒𝑎𝑡ℎ 𝑖𝑛 𝑏𝑜𝑡ℎ 𝑒𝑦𝑒𝑠 𝐼 𝑔𝑢𝑒𝑠𝑠 𝑖𝑡 𝑤𝑎𝑠 𝑦𝑜𝑢𝑟 𝑡𝑖𝑚𝑒 𝑡𝑜 𝑠𝑡𝑜𝑝 .
𝐼 ℎ𝑜𝑝𝑒 𝑡𝑜 𝑛𝑒𝑣𝑒𝑟 𝑠𝑒𝑒 𝑦𝑜𝑢𝑟 𝑏𝑜𝑑𝑦 𝑎𝑔𝑎𝑖𝑛 𝑚𝑖𝑔ℎ𝑡 𝑓𝑖𝑛𝑑 𝑗𝑒𝑎𝑙𝑜𝑢𝑠𝑦 .
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