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𝘎𝘰𝘭𝘱𝘦𝘢 𝘦𝘯 𝘭𝘢 𝘰𝘳𝘪𝘭𝘭𝘢,
𝘪𝘯𝘲𝘶𝘪𝘦𝘵𝘰 𝘤𝘰𝘮𝘰 𝘶𝘯 𝘤𝘰𝘳𝘢𝘻𝘰́𝘯 𝘫𝘰𝘷𝘦𝘯,
𝙘𝙖𝙯𝙖𝙣𝙙𝙤.
𝘌𝘭 𝙢𝙖𝙧 𝘩𝘢𝘣𝘭𝘢.
𝘠 𝘴𝘰́𝘭𝘰 𝘭𝘰𝘴 𝘤𝘰𝘳𝘢𝘻𝘰𝘯𝘦𝘴 𝘵𝘰𝘳𝘮𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘰𝘴𝘰𝘴
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ᴅᴜᴅᴀ ᴅᴇ ǫᴜɪᴇ́ɴ ᴇs, ᴄᴏɴ ʟᴀ ᴇxᴘᴇᴄᴛᴀᴛɪᴠᴀ
ᴅᴇ sᴇʀ ʟᴀ ʜɪᴊᴀ ᴘᴇʀғᴇᴄᴛᴀ, ᴄᴏɴ ʟᴀ
ᴄᴀʀɢᴀ ᴇᴍᴏᴄɪᴏɴᴀʟ ᴅᴇ ʟᴏ ǫᴜᴇ sɪɢɴɪғɪᴄᴀ
ɴᴏ ᴘᴏᴅᴇʀ sᴇʀ ᴛᴀɴ ʙᴜᴇɴᴀ ᴄᴏᴍᴏ sᴜ ʜᴇʀᴍᴀɴᴏ.
Pᴇʀsᴇᴜs Jᴀᴄᴋsᴏɴ ᴠɪᴠᴇ ᴄᴏɴ ʟᴏ ǫᴜᴇ sɪɢɴɪғɪᴄᴀ
sᴇʀ ᴅɪғᴇʀᴇɴᴛᴇ, ᴄᴏɴ ʟᴏ ᴅᴜʀᴏ ǫᴜᴇ ᴇs ɴᴏ
ᴘᴏᴅᴇʀ ᴇɴᴄᴀᴊᴀʀ, ᴄᴏɴ ᴇʟ ᴘᴇsᴏ ᴅᴇ sᴇʀ ᴜɴ ʜɪᴊᴏ
ᴘʀᴏʜɪʙɪᴅᴏ, ᴄᴏɴ ʟᴏ ǫᴜᴇ ᴄᴏɴ ᴄᴏɴʟʟᴇᴠᴀ
ʟᴀ GRAN ᴘʀᴏғᴇᴄɪᴀ.
Aᴍʙᴏs ᴄᴀʀɢᴀɴ ᴍᴀs ᴅᴇ ʟᴏ ǫᴜᴇ ᴘᴜᴇᴅᴇɴ sᴏᴘᴏʀᴛᴀʀ,
ᴄᴀʀɢᴀɴ ᴄᴏɴ ᴇʟ ᴘᴇsᴏ ᴅᴇ ᴜɴ ʟᴇɢᴀᴅᴏ,
ᴄᴀʀɢᴀɴ ᴄᴏɴ ǫᴜᴇ sᴜs ᴠɪᴅᴀs ᴇsᴛᴇɴ ᴇsᴄʀɪᴛᴀs
ᴇɴ ᴘɪᴇᴅʀᴀ.