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ᵗʰᵉ ˡᵉᵃᵛᵉˢ ᵃˡˡᵒʷ ᵗʰᵉᵐˢᵉˡᵛᵉˢ ᵗᵒ ᶠᵃˡˡ.
ʳᵃᵗʰᵉʳ ᵗʰᵃⁿ ʰᵃⁿᵍⁱⁿᵍ ᵒⁿ ᵗᵒ ᵗʰᵃᵗ ᵇʳᵃⁿᶜʰ,
ᵐᵃʸᵇᵉ ᴵ ˢʰᵒᵘˡᵈ ᴵ ᵃˡˡᵒʷ ᵐʸˢᵉˡᶠ ᵗᵒ ᶠᵃˡˡ ᵗᵒᵒ.
ʷʰᵉᵗʰᵉʳ ⁱᵗ'ᵈ ᵇᵉ ⁱⁿ ˡᵒᵛᵉ, ᵈᵉᵃᵗʰ, ᵒʳ ᵐʸ ᵒʷⁿ ᵗᵉᵃʳˢ.
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