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―❝𝙄'𝙢 𝙝𝙖𝙫𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙩𝙧𝙤𝙪𝙗𝙡𝙚 𝙩𝙧𝙮𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙩𝙤 𝙨𝙡𝙚𝙚𝙥

𝙄'𝙢 𝙘𝙤𝙪𝙣𝙩𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙨𝙝𝙚𝙚𝙥, 𝙗𝙪𝙩 𝙧𝙪𝙣𝙣𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙤𝙪𝙩. 𝘼𝙨 𝙩𝙞𝙢𝙚 𝙩𝙞𝙘𝙠𝙨 𝙗𝙮, 𝙨𝙩𝙞𝙡𝙡 𝙄 𝙩𝙧𝙮.

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𝙈𝙮 𝙚𝙮𝙚𝙨 𝙛𝙚𝙚𝙡 𝙡𝙞𝙠𝙚 𝙩𝙝𝙚𝙮'𝙧𝙚 𝙜𝙤𝙣𝙣𝙖 𝙗𝙡𝙚𝙚𝙙.

𝘿𝙧𝙞𝙚𝙙 𝙪𝙥 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙗𝙪𝙡𝙜𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙤𝙪𝙩 𝙢𝙮 𝙨𝙠𝙪𝙡𝙡,

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