TW:
ˢʰ/ᵇˡ⁰⁰ᵈ/ᵛᵉⁿᵗ
𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝗆𝖺𝗒 𝗁𝖺𝗏𝖾 𝗌𝖾𝖾𝗇 𝗂𝗍, 𝖻𝗎𝗍 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝗌𝗍𝗂𝗅𝗅 𝖺𝖼𝗍 𝗅𝗂𝗄𝖾 𝗒𝗈𝗎'𝗋𝖾 𝖻𝗅𝗂𝗇𝖽
𝗍𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝗍𝗁𝗈𝗎𝗀𝗁𝗍𝗌 𝖺𝗋𝖾 𝗅𝗈𝗌𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗆𝗒 𝗆𝗂𝗇𝖽
𝗁𝗈𝗐 𝖼𝖺𝗇 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝗇𝗈𝗍 𝗌𝖾𝖾 𝗂𝗍? 𝖺𝗋𝖾 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝖻𝗅𝗂𝗇𝖽?
𝖺𝖿𝗍𝖾𝗋 𝖼𝗋𝗒𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝖺𝗅𝗅 𝗆𝗒 𝗍𝖾𝖺𝗋𝗌 𝖿𝗈𝗋 𝗁𝗈𝗎𝗋𝗌,
𝗆𝗒 𝖾𝗒𝖾𝗌 𝖺𝗋𝖾 𝗉𝗎𝖿𝖿𝗒 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗌𝗍𝗂𝗅𝗅 𝗐𝖾𝗍, 𝖺𝗋𝖾 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝖻𝗅𝗂𝗇𝖽?
𝗐𝗁𝗒 𝖽𝗈𝗇'𝗍 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝗌𝖺𝗒 𝖺𝗇𝗒𝗍𝗁𝗂𝗇𝗀
𝗐𝗁𝗒 𝖽𝗈𝗇'𝗍 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝖽𝗈 𝖺𝗇𝗒𝗍𝗁𝗂𝗇𝗀
𝖺𝗋𝖾 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝗐𝖺𝗂𝗍𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝖿𝗈𝗋 𝗆𝗒 𝖽𝖾𝖺𝗍𝗁?
𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝗄𝗇𝗈𝗐 𝗁𝗈𝗐 𝖻𝖺𝖽 𝖨 𝖿𝖾𝖾𝗅
𝖻𝗎𝗍 𝗐𝗁𝗒 𝖽𝗈𝗇'𝗍 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝖽𝗈 𝖺𝗇𝗒𝗍𝗁𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝖿𝗈𝗋 𝗆𝖾
𝖨 𝖽𝗈𝗇'𝗍 𝖺𝗌𝗄 𝗁𝖾𝗅𝗉
𝖨 𝖽𝗈𝗇'𝗍 𝖺𝗌𝗄 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝗍𝗈 𝗌𝖺𝗏𝖾 𝗆𝖾
𝖻𝗎𝗍 𝗃𝗎𝗌𝗍 𝗍𝗈 𝖻𝖾 𝗁𝖾𝗋𝖾, 𝖼𝗈𝗆𝖿𝗈𝗋𝗍 𝗆𝖾
𝗈𝗋 𝗃𝗎𝗌𝗍 𝗍𝖺𝗄𝖾 𝗆𝖾 𝗂𝗇 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝖺𝗋𝗆𝗌 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗍𝖾𝗅𝗅 𝗆𝖾 𝖾𝗏𝖾𝗋𝗒𝗍𝗁𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗐𝗂𝗅𝗅 𝖻𝖾 𝗈𝗄𝖺𝗒 𝖾𝗏𝖾𝗇 𝗍𝗁𝗈𝗎𝗀𝗁 𝗂𝗍'𝗌 𝖿𝖺𝗅𝗌𝖾
'𝖼𝗎𝗓 𝗂𝗍 𝗐𝗈𝗇'𝗍 𝖻𝖾 𝗈𝗄𝖺𝗒, 𝗒𝖾𝖺𝗁.
𝗂𝗍 𝗐𝗂𝗅𝗅 𝗇𝖾𝗏𝖾𝗋 𝖻𝖾 𝗈𝗄𝖺𝗒, 𝗇𝖺𝗁
𝗂𝗍'𝗌 𝗋𝗎𝗇𝗇𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝖽𝗈𝗐𝗇 𝗆𝗒 𝗍𝗁𝗂𝗀𝗁𝗌 𝖺𝗀𝖺𝗂𝗇, 𝖿𝗅𝗈𝗐𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗈𝗇 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝖿𝗅𝗈𝗈𝗋.
𝗍𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝗂𝗌 𝖺𝗋𝗍.
𝗆𝗒 𝖻𝗅𝖺𝖽𝖾 𝗂𝗌 𝖽𝗂𝗋𝗍𝗒 𝖺𝗌 𝗆𝖾.
𝖽𝗂𝗋𝗍𝗒 𝖽𝗂𝗋𝗍𝗒 𝖽𝗂𝗋𝗍𝗒.
𝖻𝗅𝗈𝗈𝖽 𝗂𝗌 𝖻𝖾𝖺𝗎𝗍𝗂𝖿𝗎𝗅 𝖻𝖺𝖻𝗒, 𝗂𝗌𝗇'𝗍 𝗂𝗍?
𝖻𝗎𝗍 𝗆𝗒 𝗌𝖼𝖺𝗋𝗌 𝖺𝗋𝖾𝗇'𝗍
𝗂𝗍'𝗌 𝖽𝗂𝗌𝗀𝗎𝗌𝗍𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝖺𝗌 𝖿𝗎𝖼𝗄
𝖨 𝖺𝗆 𝖽𝗂𝗌𝗀𝗎𝗌𝗍𝗂𝗇𝗀.
𝗆𝗒 𝖻𝗈𝖽𝗒 𝗐𝗈𝗇'𝗍 𝖻𝖾 𝗉𝗋𝖾𝗍𝗍𝗒.
𝖻𝗎𝗍 𝖨 𝖼𝖺𝗇 𝗈𝗇𝗅𝗒 𝖻𝗅𝖺𝗆𝖾 𝗆𝗒𝗌𝖾𝗅𝖿.
𝗌𝗍𝗈𝗉.
𝖨 𝗇𝖾𝖾𝖽 𝗍𝗈 𝗌𝗍𝗈𝗉 𝗈𝗏𝖾𝗋𝗍𝗁𝗂𝗇𝗄.
𝗂𝗍'𝗌 𝖾𝗇𝗈𝗎𝗀𝗁.
𝖨 𝗍𝖺𝗅𝗄𝖾𝖽 𝗍𝗈𝗈 𝗆𝗎𝖼𝗁
𝖨 𝗁𝖺𝗏𝖾 𝗍𝗈 𝗌𝗍𝗈𝗉 𝖻𝗈𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗋 𝗉𝖾𝗈𝗉𝗅𝖾 𝗐𝗂𝗍𝗁 𝗆𝗒 𝗅𝗂𝗍𝗍𝗅𝖾 𝗋𝗂𝖽𝗂𝖼𝗎𝗅𝗈𝗎𝗌 𝗍𝖾𝖾𝗇𝖺𝗀𝖾 𝗉𝗋𝗈𝖻𝗅𝖾𝗆𝗌.
𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝗆𝖺𝗒 𝗁𝖺𝗏𝖾 𝗌𝖾𝖾𝗇 𝗂𝗍, 𝖻𝗎𝗍 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝗌𝗍𝗂𝗅𝗅 𝖺𝖼𝗍 𝗅𝗂𝗄𝖾 𝗒𝗈𝗎'𝗋𝖾 𝖻𝗅𝗂𝗇𝖽
