𝘕𝘢𝘵𝘶𝘳𝘦'𝘴 𝘧𝘪𝘳𝘴𝘵 𝘨𝘳𝘦𝘦𝘯 𝘪𝘴 𝘨𝘰𝘭𝘥,
𝘏𝘦𝘳 𝘩𝘢𝘳𝘥𝘦𝘴𝘵 𝘩𝘶𝘦 𝘵𝘰 𝘩𝘰𝘭𝘥.
𝘏𝘦𝘳 𝘦𝘢𝘳𝘭𝘺 𝘭𝘦𝘢𝘧'𝘴 𝘢 𝘧𝘭𝘰𝘸𝘦𝘳;
𝘉𝘶𝘵 𝘰𝘯𝘭𝘺 𝘴𝘰 𝘢𝘯 𝘩𝘰𝘶𝘳.
𝘛𝘩𝘦𝘯 𝘭𝘦𝘢𝘧 𝘴𝘶𝘣𝘴𝘪𝘥𝘦𝘴 𝘵𝘰 𝘭𝘦𝘢𝘧.
𝘚𝘰 𝘌𝘥𝘦𝘯 𝘴𝘢𝘯𝘬 𝘵𝘰 𝘨𝘳𝘪𝘦𝘧,
𝘚𝘰 𝘥𝘢𝘸𝘯 𝘨𝘰𝘦𝘴 𝘥𝘰𝘸𝘯 𝘵𝘰 𝘥𝘢𝘺.
𝙉𝙤𝙩𝙝𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙜𝙤𝙡𝙙 𝙘𝙖𝙣 𝙨𝙩𝙖𝙮. ❤️
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