𝑭𝒓𝒐𝒎 𝒎𝒐𝒐𝒏𝒍𝒊𝒈𝒉𝒕 𝒔𝒑𝒖𝒏 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒘𝒊𝒏𝒅𝒃𝒐𝒓𝒏 𝒈𝒓𝒂𝒄𝒆,
𝑾𝒉𝒆𝒓𝒆 𝒔𝒊𝒍𝒆𝒏𝒄𝒆 𝒈𝒖𝒂𝒓𝒅𝒔 𝒖𝒏𝒘𝒓𝒊𝒕𝒕𝒆𝒏 𝒑𝒍𝒂𝒄𝒆,
𝑨 𝒔𝒐𝒖𝒍 𝒐𝒇 𝒊𝒏𝒌 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒔𝒊𝒍𝒗𝒆𝒓 𝒃𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒕𝒉
𝑺𝒉𝒂𝒍𝒍 𝒓𝒊𝒔𝒆 𝒕𝒐 𝒔𝒕𝒂𝒗𝒆 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒇𝒊𝒏𝒂𝒍 𝒅𝒆𝒂𝒕𝒉.
𝑾𝒐𝒗𝒆𝒏 𝒇𝒓𝒐𝒎 𝒆𝒄𝒉𝒐𝒆𝒔 𝒏𝒆𝒗𝒆𝒓 𝒔𝒄𝒓𝒊𝒃𝒆𝒅,
𝑩𝒚 𝒅𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒎𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒔𝒕𝒂𝒓𝒔 𝒍𝒐𝒏𝒈 𝒑𝒓𝒐𝒑𝒉𝒆𝒔𝒊𝒆𝒅,
𝑻𝒉𝒊𝒔 𝑴𝒖𝒔𝒆 𝒔𝒉𝒂𝒍𝒍 𝒄𝒓𝒐𝒔𝒔 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝑽𝒆𝒊𝒍 𝒖𝒏𝒔𝒆𝒆𝒏 -
𝑨𝒏𝒅 𝒈𝒖𝒂𝒓𝒅 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒇𝒂𝒕𝒆 𝒐𝒇 𝒂𝒍𝒍 𝒃𝒆𝒕𝒘𝒆𝒆𝒏.
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