.ℭ𝔯𝔦𝔰𝔱𝔢𝔩
𝑆𝑜𝑚𝑜𝑠 𝑢𝑛 𝑠𝑢𝑒𝑛̃𝑜 𝑑𝑒 𝑙𝑎𝑠 𝑎𝑣𝑒𝑠 𝑞𝑢𝑒 𝑑𝑢𝑒𝑟𝑚𝑒𝑛, 𝑒𝑠𝑝𝑒𝑟𝑎𝑛𝑑𝑜 𝑠𝑒𝑟 𝑏𝑎𝑛̃𝑎𝑑𝑜𝑠 𝑝𝑜𝑟 𝑙𝑎 𝑏𝑟𝑖𝑠𝑎 𝑑𝑒 𝑠𝑢𝑠 𝑎𝑙𝑎𝑠 𝑒𝑛 𝑣𝑢𝑒𝑙𝑜
𝑁𝑜 𝑒𝑥𝑖𝑠𝑡𝑒 𝑒𝑙 𝑎𝑚𝑜𝑟 𝑠𝑖𝑛 𝑒𝑙 𝑐𝑎𝑟𝑖𝑛̃𝑜, 𝑛𝑜 𝑒𝑥𝑖𝑠𝑡𝑒 𝑒𝑙 𝑐𝑎𝑟𝑖𝑛̃𝑜 𝑠𝑖𝑛 𝑒𝑙 𝑎𝑚𝑜𝑟; 𝑝𝑒𝑟𝑜 𝑛𝑜 𝑒𝑥𝑖𝑠𝑡𝑒𝑛 𝑎𝑚𝑏𝑜𝑠 𝑝𝑜𝑟 𝑡𝑢 𝑐𝑜𝑛𝑠𝑒𝑛𝑡𝑖𝑚𝑖𝑒𝑛𝑡𝑜.
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