𝑨 𝖙𝖎𝖗𝖊𝖉 𝖘𝖔𝖚𝖑, 𝖆𝖓𝖉 𝖆 𝖇𝖑𝖔𝖔𝖉𝖞 𝖕𝖆𝖕𝖊𝖗.
𝕮𝖑𝖔𝖘𝖊 𝖞𝖔𝖚𝖗 𝖊𝖞𝖊𝖘
𝕯𝖗𝖊𝖆𝖒 𝖔𝖓, 𝖉𝖊𝖆𝖗 𝖑𝖎𝖙𝖙𝖑𝖊 𝖈𝖍𝖎𝖑𝖉..
˚₊‧꒰ა. ...𝑫𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒎𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒂𝒃𝒐𝒖𝒕 𝒅𝒆𝒂𝒕𝒉.໒꒱ ‧₊˚ .
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