~✨𝒩𝑜 𝓈𝑜𝓎 𝓁𝒶 𝓂𝒶𝓈 𝑔𝓇𝒶𝓃𝒹𝑒 𝓅𝑜𝑒𝓉𝒶
𝒩𝒾 𝑒𝓈𝒸𝓇𝒾𝓉𝑜𝓇𝒶 𝒹𝑒 𝓁𝒶𝓈 𝓂𝒾𝓁 𝒻𝒶𝒸𝑒𝓉𝒶𝓈
𝐿𝑜 𝓆𝓊𝑒 𝒽𝒶𝑔𝑜 𝑒𝓈 𝒹𝑒 𝒻𝒶𝓁𝓁𝑜 𝓎 𝑒𝓇𝓇𝑜𝓇
𝒫𝑒𝓇𝑜 𝓂𝑒 𝒶𝓇𝓇𝒾𝑒𝓈𝑔𝑜 𝑒𝓃 𝒹𝒶𝓇 𝓁𝑜 𝓂𝑒𝒿𝑜𝓇✨~
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ℛ𝑒𝒸𝑜𝒿𝒶𝓃 𝓇𝑜𝓈𝒶𝓈 𝓂𝒾𝑒𝓃𝓉𝓇𝒶𝓈 𝓅𝓊𝑒𝒹𝒶𝓃, 𝓁𝑜𝓈 𝓉𝒾𝑒𝓂𝓅𝑜𝓈 𝓅𝒶𝓈𝒶𝓃 𝓅𝓇𝑜𝓃𝓉𝑜 𝓎 𝑒𝓈𝓉𝒶 𝓂𝒾𝓈𝓂𝒶 𝒻𝓁𝑜𝓇 𝓆𝓊𝑒 𝒽𝑜𝓎 𝓈𝑜𝓃𝓇𝒾́𝑒 𝓂𝒶𝓃̃𝒶𝓃𝒶 𝓂𝑜𝓇𝒾𝓇𝒶́
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𝐸𝑠𝑡𝑒 𝑎𝑑𝑖𝑜́𝑠, 𝑛𝑜 𝑚𝑎𝑞𝑢𝑖𝑙𝑙𝑎 𝑢𝑛 "ℎ𝑎𝑠𝑡𝑎 𝑙𝑢𝑒𝑔𝑜",
𝑒𝑠𝑡𝑒 𝑛𝑢𝑛𝑐𝑎, 𝑛𝑜 𝑒𝑠𝑐𝑜𝑛𝑑𝑒 𝑢𝑛 "𝑜𝑗𝑎𝑙𝑎́",
𝑒𝑠𝑡𝑎𝑠 𝑐𝑒𝑛𝑖𝑧𝑎𝑠, 𝑛𝑜 𝑗𝑢𝑒𝑔𝑎𝑛 𝑐𝑜𝑛 𝑓𝑢𝑒𝑔𝑜,
𝑒𝑠𝑡𝑒 𝑐𝑖𝑒𝑔𝑜, 𝑛𝑜 𝑚𝑖𝑟𝑎 𝑝𝑎𝑟𝑎 𝑎𝑡𝑟𝑎́𝑠.

𝐸𝑠𝑡𝑒 𝑛𝑜𝑡𝑎𝑟𝑖𝑜 𝑓𝑖𝑟𝑚𝑎 𝑙𝑜 𝑞𝑢𝑒 𝑒𝑠𝑐𝑟𝑖𝑏𝑜,
𝑒𝑠𝑡𝑎 𝑙𝑒𝑡𝑟𝑎 𝑛𝑜 𝑙𝑎 𝑝𝑟𝑜𝑡𝑒𝑠𝑡𝑎𝑟𝑒́,
𝑎ℎ𝑜́𝑟𝑟𝑎𝑡𝑒 𝑒𝑙 𝑎𝑐𝑢𝑠𝑒 𝑑𝑒 𝑟𝑒𝑐𝑖𝑏𝑜
𝑒𝑠𝑡𝑎𝑠 𝑣𝑖́𝑠𝑝𝑒𝑟𝑎𝑠, 𝑠𝑜𝑛 𝑙𝑎𝑠 𝑑𝑒 𝑑𝑒𝑠𝑝𝑢𝑒́𝑠.

𝐴 𝑒𝑠𝑡𝑒 𝑟𝑢𝑖𝑑𝑜, 𝑡𝑎𝑛 ℎ𝑢𝑒́𝑟𝑓𝑎𝑛𝑜 𝑑𝑒 𝑝𝑎𝑑𝑟𝑒
𝑛𝑜 𝑣𝑜𝑦 𝑎 𝑝𝑒𝑟𝑚𝑖𝑡𝑖𝑟𝑙𝑒 𝑞𝑢𝑒 𝑡𝑎𝑙𝑎𝑑𝑟𝑒
𝑢𝑛 𝑐𝑜𝑟𝑎𝑧𝑜́𝑛, 𝑝𝑜𝑑𝑟𝑖𝑑𝑜 𝑑𝑒 𝑙𝑎𝑡𝑖𝑟
𝑒𝑠𝑡𝑒 𝑝𝑒𝑧 𝑦𝑎 𝑛𝑜 𝑚𝑢𝑒𝑟𝑒 𝑝𝑜𝑟 𝑡𝑢 𝑏𝑜𝑐𝑎
𝑒𝑠𝑡𝑒 𝑙𝑜𝑐𝑜 𝑠𝑒 𝑣𝑎 𝑐𝑜𝑛 𝑜𝑡𝑟𝑎 𝑙𝑜𝑐𝑎
𝑒𝑠𝑡𝑜𝑠 𝑜𝑗𝑜𝑠 𝑛𝑜 𝑙𝑙𝑜𝑟𝑎𝑛 𝑚𝑎́𝑠 𝑝𝑜𝑟 𝑡𝑖.

~𝑁𝑜𝑠 𝑠𝑜𝑏𝑟𝑎𝑛 𝑙𝑜𝑠 𝑚𝑜𝑡𝑖𝑣𝑜𝑠 / 𝐽𝑜𝑎𝑞𝑢𝑖𝑛 𝑆𝑎𝑏𝑖𝑛𝑎