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𝕋𝕙𝕖 𝕨𝕠𝕠𝕕𝕤 𝕣𝕖𝕞𝕖𝕞𝕓𝕖𝕣 𝕙𝕖𝕣 𝕟𝕒𝕞𝕖, 𝕨𝕙𝕚𝕤𝕡𝕖𝕣𝕖𝕕 𝕥𝕙𝕣𝕠𝕦𝕘𝕙 𝕤𝕞𝕠𝕜𝕖 𝕒𝕟𝕕 𝕤𝕠𝕣𝕣𝕠𝕨.
ℍ𝕖𝕣 𝕨𝕚𝕟𝕘𝕤 𝕕𝕣𝕚𝕡 𝕨𝕚𝕥𝕙 𝕤𝕥𝕒𝕣𝕝𝕚𝕘𝕙𝕥 𝕒𝕟𝕕 𝕤𝕚𝕟.
𝕊𝕙𝕖 𝕕𝕠𝕖𝕤𝕟’𝕥 𝕗𝕖𝕒𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕕𝕒𝕣𝕜…
𝕊𝕙𝕖 𝕚𝕤 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕕𝕒𝕣𝕜.

𝕋𝕠𝕟𝕚𝕘𝕙𝕥, 𝕀 𝕨𝕒𝕝𝕜𝕖𝕕 𝕥𝕙𝕣𝕠𝕦𝕘𝕙 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕗𝕠𝕣𝕖𝕤𝕥 𝕠𝕗 𝕨𝕙𝕚𝕤𝕡𝕖𝕣𝕤.
𝕋𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕣𝕖𝕖𝕤 𝕓𝕠𝕨𝕖𝕕 𝕥𝕙𝕖𝕚𝕣 𝕤𝕙𝕒𝕕𝕠𝕨𝕤 𝕚𝕟 𝕣𝕖𝕔𝕠𝕘𝕟𝕚𝕥𝕚𝕠𝕟.

𝕄𝕪 𝕤𝕜𝕚𝕟 𝕤𝕥𝕚𝕝𝕝 𝕤𝕞𝕖𝕝𝕝𝕤 𝕠𝕗 𝕒𝕤𝕙 𝕒𝕟𝕕 𝕤𝕚𝕝𝕜.
𝕄𝕪 𝕨𝕚𝕟𝕘𝕤 𝕓𝕣𝕦𝕚𝕤𝕖𝕕 𝕓𝕪 𝕆𝕔𝕥𝕠𝕓𝕖𝕣’𝕤 𝕨𝕚𝕟𝕕 𝕤𝕝𝕚𝕔𝕖 𝕥𝕙𝕣𝕠𝕦𝕘𝕙 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕕𝕪𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕝𝕚𝕘𝕙𝕥.

𝕋𝕙𝕖𝕪 𝕤𝕒𝕪 𝕀 𝕞𝕒𝕕𝕖 𝕒 𝕡𝕒𝕔𝕥.
𝕋𝕙𝕒𝕥 𝕞𝕪 𝕝𝕚𝕡𝕤 𝕚𝕘𝕟𝕚𝕥𝕖, 𝕞𝕪 𝕘𝕒𝕫𝕖 𝕓𝕖𝕨𝕚𝕝𝕕𝕖𝕣𝕤, 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕥 𝕀 𝕨𝕒𝕤 𝕓𝕠𝕣𝕟 𝕗𝕣𝕠𝕞 𝕒 𝕕𝕣𝕖𝕒𝕞 𝕘𝕠𝕟𝕖 𝕨𝕣𝕠𝕟𝕘.

𝕄𝕒𝕪𝕓𝕖.
𝕆𝕣 𝕞𝕒𝕪𝕓𝕖 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕨𝕠𝕣𝕝𝕕 𝕗𝕖𝕒𝕣𝕖𝕕 𝕒 𝕘𝕚𝕣𝕝 𝕨𝕙𝕠 𝕣𝕖𝕗𝕦𝕤𝕖𝕕 𝕥𝕠 𝕓𝕖 𝕤𝕒𝕧𝕖𝕕.

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