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𝙉𝙤𝙬 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙙𝙖𝙮 𝙤𝙛 𝙬𝙤𝙧𝙠 𝙞𝙨 𝙙𝙤𝙣𝙚
𝙏𝙝𝙚 𝙨𝙪𝙣 𝙙𝙚𝙨𝙘𝙚𝙣𝙙𝙨, 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙨𝙝𝙖𝙙𝙤𝙬𝙨 𝙧𝙪𝙣

𝙋𝙪𝙩 𝙖𝙬𝙖𝙮 𝙮𝙤𝙪𝙧 𝙩𝙖𝙨𝙠𝙨 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙙𝙚𝙨𝙥𝙖𝙞𝙧𝙨
𝙁𝙤𝙧 𝙡𝙚𝙞𝙨𝙪𝙧𝙚 𝙖𝙬𝙖𝙞𝙩𝙨, 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙟𝙤𝙮 𝙥𝙧𝙚𝙥𝙖𝙧𝙚𝙨

𝙉𝙤 𝙢𝙤𝙧𝙚 𝙙𝙚𝙖𝙙𝙡𝙞𝙣𝙚𝙨, 𝙣𝙤 𝙢𝙤𝙧𝙚 𝙨𝙩𝙧𝙚𝙨𝙨
𝙅𝙪𝙨𝙩 𝙢𝙤𝙢𝙚𝙣𝙩𝙨 𝙩𝙤 𝙪𝙣𝙬𝙞𝙣𝙙 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙗𝙡𝙚𝙨𝙨

𝙏𝙝𝙚 𝙘𝙡𝙤𝙘𝙠 𝙪𝙣𝙬𝙞𝙣𝙙𝙨, 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙝𝙤𝙪𝙧𝙨 𝙪𝙣𝙛𝙤𝙡𝙙
𝘼𝙨 𝙡𝙖𝙪𝙜𝙝𝙩𝙚𝙧 𝙚𝙘𝙝𝙤𝙚𝙨, 𝙨𝙩𝙤𝙧𝙞𝙚𝙨 𝙪𝙣𝙩𝙤𝙡𝙙.

𝙄𝙣 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙜𝙖𝙧𝙙𝙚𝙣, 𝙛𝙡𝙤𝙬𝙚𝙧𝙨 𝙗𝙡𝙤𝙤𝙢
𝙏𝙝𝙚𝙞𝙧 𝙘𝙤𝙡𝙤𝙪𝙧𝙨 𝙗𝙧𝙞𝙜𝙝𝙩 𝙬𝙞𝙩𝙝 𝙨𝙬𝙚𝙚𝙩 𝙥𝙚𝙧𝙛𝙪𝙢𝙚

𝘾𝙝𝙞𝙡𝙙𝙧𝙚𝙣 𝙥𝙡𝙖𝙮, 𝙩𝙝𝙚𝙞𝙧 𝙡𝙖𝙪𝙜𝙝𝙩𝙚𝙧 𝙧𝙞𝙣𝙜𝙨
𝘼𝙨 𝙚𝙫𝙚𝙣𝙞𝙣𝙜’𝙨 𝙜𝙚𝙣𝙩𝙡𝙚 𝙘𝙪𝙧𝙩𝙖𝙞𝙣 𝙨𝙬𝙞𝙣𝙜𝙨

𝙏𝙝𝙚 𝙠𝙚𝙩𝙩𝙡𝙚 𝙨𝙞𝙣𝙜𝙨, 𝙩𝙚𝙖 𝙞𝙨 𝙥𝙤𝙪𝙧𝙚𝙙
𝙁𝙧𝙞𝙚𝙣𝙙𝙨 𝙜𝙖𝙩𝙝𝙚𝙧 𝙧𝙤𝙪𝙣𝙙, 𝙝𝙚𝙖𝙧𝙩𝙨 𝙧𝙚𝙨𝙩𝙤𝙧𝙚𝙙

𝙈𝙪𝙨𝙞𝙘 𝙛𝙞𝙡𝙡𝙨 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙘𝙤𝙯𝙮 𝙖𝙞𝙧 𝙒𝙤𝙧𝙧𝙞𝙚𝙨 𝙧𝙚𝙥𝙡𝙖𝙘𝙚𝙙 𝙬𝙞𝙩𝙝 𝙛𝙖𝙞𝙧𝙨

𝙎𝙤, 𝙧𝙖𝙞𝙨𝙚 𝙖 𝙜𝙡𝙖𝙨𝙨 𝙩𝙤 𝙡𝙞𝙛𝙚’𝙨 𝙙𝙚𝙡𝙞𝙜𝙝𝙩
𝙏𝙤 𝙧𝙚𝙨𝙩𝙛𝙪𝙡 𝙢𝙤𝙧𝙣𝙞𝙣𝙜𝙨, 𝙨𝙩𝙖𝙧𝙧𝙮 𝙣𝙞𝙜𝙝𝙩

𝙁𝙤𝙧 𝙣𝙤𝙬, 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙙𝙖𝙮 𝙤𝙛 𝙬𝙤𝙧𝙠 𝙞𝙨 𝙙𝙤𝙣𝙚
𝘼𝙣𝙙 𝙟𝙤𝙮 𝙖𝙬𝙖𝙞𝙩𝙨 𝙚𝙫𝙚𝙧𝙮𝙤𝙣𝙚. 🌟

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