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𝒐𝒔 𝒕𝒆𝒄𝒊𝒅𝒐𝒔 𝒅𝒂 𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒍𝒊𝒅𝒂𝒅𝒆 𝒑𝒂𝒊𝒓𝒂𝒎 𝒏𝒐 𝒂𝒓

𝒄𝒐𝒎𝒐 𝒄𝒊𝒏𝒛𝒂𝒔 𝒆 𝒏𝒆𝒃𝒍𝒊𝒏𝒂 𝒂́𝒄𝒊𝒅𝒂;

𝒄𝒐𝒎𝒐 𝒇𝒍𝒐𝒄𝒐𝒔 𝒅𝒆 𝒏𝒆𝒗𝒆 𝒂 𝒊𝒏𝒗𝒆𝒓𝒏𝒂𝒓',

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