"𝓤𝓶 𝓓𝓸𝓬𝓮, 𝓾𝓶𝓪 𝓪𝓵𝓶𝓪, 𝓾𝓶𝓪 𝓯𝓮𝓻𝓲𝓭𝓪.
𝓘𝓼𝓼𝓸 𝓷𝓸𝓼 𝓽𝓸𝓻𝓷𝓸𝓾 𝓣𝓸́𝔁𝓲𝓬𝓸𝓼.
𝓔𝓾 𝓪𝓲𝓷𝓭𝓪 𝓮𝓼𝓽𝓸𝓾 𝓽𝓮𝓷𝓽𝓪𝓷𝓭𝓸 𝓼𝓮𝓰𝓾𝓲𝓻 𝓮𝓶 𝓯𝓻𝓮𝓷𝓽𝓮 𝓶𝓪𝓲𝓼 𝓼𝓮𝓶𝓹𝓻𝓮 𝓺𝓾𝓮 𝓽𝓮𝓷𝓽𝓸 𝓿𝓸𝓬𝓮̂ 𝓶𝓮 𝓪𝓹𝓪𝓻𝓮𝓬𝓮.
𝓢𝓸𝓶𝓸𝓼 𝓽𝓸́𝔁𝓲𝓬𝓸𝓼 𝓾𝓶 𝓪𝓸 𝓸𝓾𝓽𝓻𝓸, 𝓼𝓸𝓶𝓸𝓼 𝓽𝓸́𝔁𝓲𝓬𝓸𝓼 𝓹𝓪𝓻𝓪 𝓷𝓸́𝓼 𝓶𝓮𝓼𝓶𝓸𝓼.
- 𝕰𝖚 𝖓𝖆̃𝖔 𝖘𝖊𝖎 𝖔 𝖖𝖚𝖊 𝖊𝖘𝖙𝖔𝖚 𝖋𝖆𝖟𝖊𝖓𝖉𝖔 𝖉𝖆 𝖒𝖎𝖓𝖍𝖆 𝖛𝖎𝖉𝖆.
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