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𝗔𝗺𝗶𝗱𝘀𝘁 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝘄𝗮𝘃𝗲𝘀 𝗮𝗻𝗱 𝘁𝗲𝗺𝗽𝗲𝘀𝘁’𝘀 𝗿𝗼𝗮𝗿
𝗦𝘁𝗮𝗻𝗱𝘀 𝗮 𝗯𝗲𝗮𝗰𝗼𝗻 𝗼𝗻 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝘀𝗵𝗼𝗿𝗲
𝗔 𝗹𝗶𝗴𝗵𝘁𝗵𝗼𝘂𝘀𝗲 𝘁𝗮𝗹𝗹, 𝘄𝗶𝘁𝗵 𝘀𝘁𝗲𝗮𝗱𝗳𝗮𝘀𝘁 𝗹𝗶𝗴𝗵𝘁
𝗚𝘂𝗶𝗱𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝘀𝗮𝗶𝗹𝗼𝗿𝘀 𝘁𝗵𝗿𝗼𝘂𝗴𝗵 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗻𝗶𝗴𝗵𝘁
𝗧𝗵𝗲 𝗸𝗲𝗲𝗽𝗲𝗿 𝘁𝗲𝗻𝗱𝘀 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗯𝗿𝗶𝗹𝗹𝗶𝗮𝗻𝘁 𝗳𝗹𝗮𝗺𝗲
𝗔 𝗴𝘂𝗮𝗿𝗱𝗶𝗮𝗻 𝗼𝗳 𝗯𝗼𝘁𝗵 𝗻𝗮𝗺𝗲 𝗮𝗻𝗱 𝗳𝗮𝗺𝗲
𝗧𝗵𝗿𝗼𝘂𝗴𝗵 𝘀𝘁𝗼𝗿𝗺𝘀 𝘁𝗵𝗮𝘁 𝗿𝗮𝗴𝗲 𝗮𝗻𝗱 𝘀𝗲𝗮𝘀 𝘁𝗵𝗮𝘁 𝘀𝘄𝗲𝗹𝗹
𝗛𝗲 𝗸𝗲𝗲𝗽𝘀 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗹𝗶𝗴𝗵𝘁, 𝗮 𝗴𝘂𝗶𝗱𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝘀𝗽𝗲𝗹𝗹
𝗛𝗶𝘀 𝗱𝗮𝘆𝘀 𝗮𝗿𝗲 𝗹𝗼𝗻𝗴, 𝗵𝗶𝘀 𝗻𝗶𝗴𝗵𝘁𝘀 𝗮𝗿𝗲 𝗰𝗼𝗹𝗱
𝗬𝗲𝘁 𝗶𝗻 𝗵𝗶𝘀 𝗵𝗲𝗮𝗿𝘁, 𝗮 𝗱𝘂𝘁𝘆-𝗯𝗼𝗹𝗱
𝗧𝗵𝗲 𝗹𝗶𝗴𝗵𝘁𝗵𝗼𝘂𝘀𝗲 𝘀𝘁𝗮𝗻𝗱𝘀, 𝗮 𝘀𝘁𝗮𝗹𝘄𝗮𝗿𝘁 𝗳𝗿𝗶𝗲𝗻𝗱
𝗧𝗼 𝘁𝗵𝗼𝘀𝗲 𝘄𝗵𝗼 𝘀𝗮𝗶𝗹 𝘁𝗼 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗷𝗼𝘂𝗿𝗻𝗲𝘆’𝘀 𝗲𝗻𝗱
𝗘𝗮𝗰𝗵 𝗳𝗹𝗶𝗰𝗸𝗲𝗿 𝗼𝗳 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗯𝗲𝗮𝗰𝗼𝗻’𝘀 𝗴𝗹𝗼𝘄
𝗧𝗲𝗹𝗹𝘀 𝘁𝗮𝗹𝗲𝘀 𝗼𝗳 𝘀𝗵𝗶𝗽𝘀 𝗮𝗻𝗱 𝗽𝗼𝗿𝘁𝘀 𝗯𝗲𝗹𝗼𝘄
𝗢𝗳 𝗺𝗮𝗿𝗶𝗻𝗲𝗿𝘀 𝘄𝗵𝗼 𝘀𝗲𝗲𝗸 𝘁𝗵𝗲𝗶𝗿 𝘄𝗮𝘆
𝗔𝗻𝗱 𝗳𝗶𝗻𝗱 𝗮 𝘀𝗮𝗳𝗲 𝗵𝗮𝗿𝗯𝗼𝘂𝗿 𝗶𝗻 𝗶𝘁𝘀 𝘀𝘄𝗮𝘆
𝗦𝗼 𝗹𝗶𝘀𝘁𝗲𝗻 𝘁𝗼 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗸𝗲𝗲𝗽𝗲𝗿’𝘀 𝘁𝗮𝗹𝗲
𝗢𝗳 𝗯𝗿𝗮𝘃𝗲𝗿𝘆 𝘄𝗵𝗲𝗿𝗲 𝘄𝗮𝘃𝗲𝘀 𝗮𝘀𝘀𝗮𝗶𝗹
𝗧𝗵𝗲 𝗹𝗶𝗴𝗵𝘁𝗵𝗼𝘂𝘀𝗲, 𝘄𝗶𝘁𝗵 𝗶𝘁𝘀 𝗳𝗮𝗶𝘁𝗵𝗳𝘂𝗹 𝗴𝗹𝗲𝗮𝗺
𝗜𝘀 𝗵𝗼𝗽𝗲’𝘀 𝗯𝗿𝗶𝗴𝗵𝘁 𝗹𝗶𝗴𝗵𝘁, 𝗮 𝘀𝗮𝗶𝗹𝗼𝗿’𝘀 𝗱𝗿𝗲𝗮𝗺
✍️𝗖𝗵𝗶𝘇𝘇𝘆 𝗨𝗻𝗮𝗰𝗵𝘂𝗸𝘄𝘂