𝑂𝑛 𝑑𝑖𝑡 𝑞𝑢𝑒𝑙𝑙𝑒 𝑒𝑠𝑡 𝑏𝑒𝑙𝑙𝑒, 𝑚𝑎𝑖𝑠 𝑡𝑟𝑖𝑠𝑡𝑒. ───
─── 𝖬𝗈𝗂, 𝗃'𝖺𝗂 𝗏𝗎 𝖾𝗇 𝖾𝗅𝗅𝖾, 𝗅𝖺 𝖻𝖾𝖺𝗎𝗍𝖾́ 𝖽'𝗎𝗇 𝗉𝗋𝖾𝗆𝗂𝖾𝗋 𝗆𝖺𝗍𝗂𝗇 𝖽𝖾 𝗉𝗋𝗂𝗇𝗍𝖾𝗆𝗉𝗌 𝖾𝗇𝖼𝗈𝗋𝖾 𝗍𝗈𝗋𝗍𝗎𝗋𝖾́ 𝗉𝖺𝗋 𝗅'𝗁𝗂𝗏𝖾𝗋.
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