𝙷𝚎𝚛𝚎 𝚌𝚘𝚖𝚎𝚜 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚋𝚒𝚝𝚝𝚎𝚛 𝚋𝚕𝚞𝚎 𝚍𝚊𝚢𝚜.
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○𝙏𝙝𝙚 𝙙𝙧𝙚𝙖𝙙 𝙩𝙤 𝙡𝙚𝙖𝙫𝙚 𝙢𝙮𝙨𝙚𝙡𝙛 𝙗𝙚;
𝙎𝙤 𝙖𝙨 𝙩𝙤 𝙣𝙤𝙩 𝙗𝙚 𝙙𝙚𝙫𝙤𝙪𝙧𝙚𝙙 𝙗𝙮 𝙢𝙮 𝙤𝙬𝙣 𝙩𝙝𝙤𝙪𝙜𝙝𝙩𝙨. 𝘾𝙝𝙚𝙚𝙧𝙨 𝙩𝙤 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙙𝙖𝙮𝙨 𝙤𝙛 𝙨𝙤𝙡𝙞𝙩𝙪𝙙𝙚, 𝙝𝙤𝙬𝙚𝙫𝙚𝙧 𝙩𝙧𝙪𝙚 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙪𝙜𝙡𝙮 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙢𝙖𝙮𝙗𝙚.◌
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