ㅤ𝗆𝗂 𝗉𝖺𝖽𝗋𝖾 𝗉𝗎𝗌𝗈 𝗎𝗇 𝖺𝗋𝗆𝖺 𝖾𝗇 𝗆𝗂 𝖼𝖺𝖻𝖾𝗓𝖺, 𝖽𝗂𝗃𝗈
ㅤ𝗌𝗂 𝖻𝖾𝗌𝖺𝗌 𝖺 𝗎𝗇 𝖼𝗁𝗂𝖼𝗈 𝗍𝖾 𝗆𝖺𝗍𝖺𝗋𝖾́ 𝖺 𝗍𝗂𝗋𝗈𝗌, 𝖺𝗌𝗂́ 𝗊𝗎𝖾
ㅤ𝗅𝗈 𝖺𝗍𝖾́ 𝖼𝗈𝗇 𝖼𝗂𝗇𝗍𝖺 𝗒 𝗅𝗈 𝖾𝗇𝖼𝖾𝗋𝗋𝖾́ 𝖾𝗇 𝖾𝗅 𝖼𝗈𝖻𝖾𝗋𝗍𝗂𝗓𝗈,
ㅤ𝗅𝗎𝖾𝗀𝗈 𝗌𝖺𝗅𝗂́ 𝖺𝗅 𝗃𝖺𝗋𝖽𝗂́𝗇 𝗒 𝖿𝗈𝗅𝗅𝖾́ 𝖺 𝗆𝗂 𝗆𝖾𝗃𝗈𝗋 𝖺𝗆𝗂𝗀𝗈.
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