"𝚆𝚎 𝚊𝚛𝚎 𝚋𝚞𝚝 𝚏𝚛𝚊𝚐𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚜 𝚘𝚏 𝚘𝚗𝚎, 𝚍𝚛𝚒𝚏𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚑𝚛𝚘𝚞𝚐𝚑 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚠𝚘𝚛𝚕𝚍, 𝚕𝚘𝚜𝚝 𝚒𝚗 𝚎𝚊𝚌𝚑 𝚘𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛'𝚜 𝚎𝚌𝚑𝚘𝚎𝚜, 𝚜𝚎𝚎𝚔𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚠𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚎 𝚠𝚎 𝚋𝚎𝚕𝚘𝚗𝚐. 𝚈𝚎𝚝 𝚗𝚘 𝚙𝚕𝚊𝚌𝚎 𝚛𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚊𝚕𝚜 𝚒𝚝𝚜𝚎𝚕𝚏 𝚝𝚘 𝚞𝚜, 𝚟𝚎𝚒𝚕𝚎𝚍 𝚏𝚛𝚘𝚖 𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚎𝚢𝚎𝚜, 𝚝𝚑𝚘𝚞𝚐𝚑 𝚒𝚝 𝚕𝚒𝚗𝚐𝚎𝚛𝚜, 𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚛 𝚜𝚘 𝚗𝚎𝚊𝚛, 𝚑𝚒𝚍𝚍𝚎𝚗 𝚒𝚗 𝚙𝚕𝚊𝚒𝚗 𝚜𝚒𝚐𝚑𝚝, 𝚊𝚜 𝚒𝚏 𝚠𝚎'𝚟𝚎 𝚊𝚕𝚠𝚊𝚢𝚜 𝚔𝚗𝚘𝚠𝚗."
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