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𝓸𝓿𝓮𝓻𝔀𝓮𝓲𝓰𝓱𝓽

𝗁𝖾𝖺𝗏𝗒 𝖾𝗒𝖾𝗌 𝗅𝗈𝗈𝗄𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝖺𝗍 𝗆𝗂𝗇𝖾,
𝖾𝗆𝗉𝗍𝗒 𝗌𝗈𝗎𝗅,𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝗁𝗎𝗇𝗀𝖾𝗋 𝗋𝗎𝗇 𝗍𝗁𝗋𝗈𝗎𝗀𝗁 𝗆𝖾,
𝗂 𝗄𝗇𝗈𝗐 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝗐𝗂𝗅𝗅 𝖻𝗋𝖾𝖺𝗄 𝖽𝗈𝗐𝗇 𝗋𝗂𝗀𝗁𝗍 𝖺𝖿𝗍𝖾𝗋 𝗈𝗇𝖾 𝗊𝗎𝖾𝗌𝗍𝗂𝗈𝗇,
"𝖺𝗋𝖾 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝗈𝗄𝖺𝗒?"

𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝗐𝖺𝗅𝗄 𝗉𝖺𝗌𝗌 𝗆𝖾 𝗐𝗂𝗍𝗁 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝗁𝖾𝖺𝖽 𝗌𝗍𝖺𝗋𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝖺𝗍 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝖿𝖾𝖾𝗍,
𝗒𝗈𝗎'𝗏𝖾 𝖽𝗈𝗇𝖾 𝖾𝗏𝖾𝗋𝗒𝗍𝗁𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝖺𝗇𝗒𝗍𝗁𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗍𝗁𝖺𝗍 𝗆𝖺𝗄𝖾𝗌 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝖿𝖾𝖾𝗅 𝖻𝖾𝗍𝗍𝖾𝗋 𝗍𝗁𝖺𝗇 𝗍𝗈 𝖻𝖾 𝖺𝗅𝗈𝗇𝖾,
𝖻𝗎𝗍 𝖾𝗏𝖾𝗋𝗒𝗍𝗁𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗌𝖾𝖾𝗆𝗌 𝖻𝗈𝗋𝗂𝗇𝗀,
𝗂 𝗄𝗇𝗈𝗐 𝗒𝗈𝗎'𝗋𝖾 𝗍𝗂𝗋𝖾𝖽 𝗈𝖿 𝗲𝘃𝗲𝗿𝘆𝘁𝗵𝗶𝗻𝗴,

𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝗁𝖾𝖺𝖽 𝗂𝗌 𝗈𝗏𝖾𝗋𝗐𝖾𝗂𝗀𝗁𝗍 𝗐𝗂𝗍𝗁 𝗍𝗈𝗈 𝗆𝗎𝖼𝗁 𝗈𝗏𝖾𝗋𝗍𝗁𝗂𝗇𝗄𝗂𝗇𝗀,
𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝖻𝗈𝖽𝗒 𝗂𝗌 𝗈𝗏𝖾𝗋𝗐𝖾𝗂𝗀𝗁𝗍 𝗐𝗂𝗍𝗁 𝗍𝗈𝗈 𝗆𝗎𝖼𝗁 𝗌𝗍𝗋𝖾𝗌𝗌,
𝗂𝗍'𝗌 𝗈𝗄𝖺𝗒,
𝗐𝖾 𝖺𝗅𝗅 𝖺𝗋𝖾
𝗼𝘃𝗲𝗿𝘄𝗲𝗶𝗴𝗵𝘁,

𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝖺𝖼𝗁𝖾 𝖿𝗈𝗋 𝖺 𝗉𝖺𝗂𝗇𝗄𝗂𝗅𝗅𝖾𝗋 𝗍𝗁𝖺𝗍 𝗄𝗂𝗅𝗅𝗌 𝖾𝗏𝖾𝗋𝗒 𝗉𝖺𝗂𝗇 𝖼𝗎𝗋𝗏𝖾𝖽 𝗂𝗇𝗌𝗂𝖽𝖾 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝖺𝖿𝗍𝖾𝗋 𝖾𝗏𝖾𝗋𝗒 𝖼𝗈𝗆𝗉𝖺𝗋𝗂𝗌𝗂𝗈𝗇,
𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝖺𝖼𝗁𝖾 𝖿𝗈𝗋 𝗌𝗈𝗆𝖾𝗍𝗁𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗍𝗈 𝖿𝗂𝗅𝗅 𝗎𝗉 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝖾𝗆𝗉𝗍𝗒 𝗌𝖾𝗅𝖿,
𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝖿𝖺𝗆𝗂𝗅𝗒 𝗇𝖾𝗏𝖾𝗋 𝗌𝗁𝗈𝗐𝖾𝖽 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝗅𝗈𝗏𝖾,
𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝗀𝗋𝖺𝖽𝖾𝗌 𝗇𝖾𝗏𝖾𝗋 𝗐𝗈𝗋𝗄 𝗈𝗎𝗍 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗐𝖺𝗒 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝗅𝖾𝖺𝗋𝗇𝖾𝖽,
𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝗉𝗋𝖺𝗒𝖾𝗋𝗌 𝖿𝖺𝖽𝖾;
𝗎𝗇𝖺𝗇𝗌𝗐𝖾𝗋𝖾𝖽,
𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝗇𝖾𝗏𝖾𝗋 𝖽𝗈 𝗂𝗍 𝗋𝗂𝗀𝗁𝗍;
𝗋𝖾𝗉𝖾𝗍𝗂𝗍𝗂𝗏𝖾 𝗆𝗂𝗌𝗍𝖺𝗄𝖾𝗌,

𝗂 𝗄𝗇𝗈𝗐,
𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝗐𝖺𝗇𝗍 𝗍𝗈 𝗋𝖾𝗐𝗋𝗂𝗍𝖾 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗉𝖺𝗀𝖾𝗌 𝗈𝖿 𝗍𝗁𝗂𝗋𝗍𝖾𝖾𝗇 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗌𝖾𝗏𝖾𝗇𝗍𝖾𝖾𝗇,
𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝗐𝖺𝗇𝗍 𝗍𝗈 𝖼𝗁𝖺𝗇𝗀𝖾 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝖿𝗅𝗈𝗐,
𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝗐𝖺𝗇𝗍 𝗍𝗈 𝗌𝗂𝗇𝗄,
𝖻𝗎𝗍 𝖾𝗏𝖾𝗋𝗒𝗍𝗁𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗃𝗎𝗌𝗍 𝖽𝗋𝗈𝗐𝗇 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝖽𝗈𝗐𝗇 𝖺𝗀𝖺𝗂𝗇 𝗍𝗈 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗌𝗎𝗋𝖿𝖺𝖼𝖾,

𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝖺𝗋𝖾 𝗈𝗏𝖾𝗋𝗐𝖾𝗂𝗀𝗁𝗍 𝗐𝗂𝗍𝗁 𝗍𝗈𝗈 𝗆𝗎𝖼𝗁 𝗈𝗉𝗂𝗇𝗂𝗈𝗇,
𝗈𝗉𝗂𝗇𝗂𝗈𝗇 𝗐𝗁𝗂𝖼𝗁 𝗂𝗌 𝗇𝗈𝗍 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋𝗌 𝖻𝗎𝗍 𝗈𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗋𝗌,

𝗂𝗍'𝗌 𝗈𝗄𝖺𝗒 𝗂𝖿 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝗐𝖾𝖺𝗋 𝗅𝖾𝗌𝗌 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗌𝗁𝗈𝗐 𝗆𝗈𝗋𝖾,
𝗂𝗍'𝗌 𝗈𝗄𝖺𝗒 𝗂𝖿 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝗆𝗈𝗏𝖾 𝗈𝗇 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗒 𝖽𝗂𝖽𝗇'𝗍,
𝗂𝗍'𝗌 𝗈𝗄𝖺𝗒 𝗂𝖿 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝗐𝖺𝗅𝗄 𝗁𝗈𝗆𝖾 𝖺𝗅𝗈𝗇𝖾,
𝗂𝗍'𝗌 𝗈𝗄𝖺𝗒 𝗂𝖿 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝖿𝖾𝖾𝗅 𝗅𝖾𝖿𝗍 𝗈𝗎𝗍,
𝖻𝖾𝖼𝖺𝗎𝗌𝖾 𝗐𝖾;
𝗐𝖾 𝖺𝗅𝗅 𝖿𝖾𝖾𝗅 𝗅𝖾𝖿𝗍 𝗈𝗎𝗍 𝖾𝗏𝖾𝗇 𝗂𝗇 𝖺 𝗋𝗈𝗈𝗆 𝖿𝗎𝗅𝗅 𝗈𝖿 𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝖼𝗅𝗈𝗌𝖾 𝖿𝗋𝗂𝖾𝗇𝖽𝗌,

𝗒𝗈𝗎;
𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝖽𝗂𝖽𝗇'𝗍 𝗁𝖺𝗏𝖾 𝗍𝗈 𝖿𝗂𝗍 𝗂𝗇,

𝖻𝗋𝖾𝖺𝗄𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝖽𝗈𝗐𝗇 𝗂𝗇 𝗉𝗎𝖻𝗅𝗂𝖼,
𝗌𝗁𝖺𝗄𝗒 𝗁𝖺𝗇𝖽𝗌 𝗂𝗇 𝖾𝗏𝖾𝗋𝗒 𝗁𝗂𝗀𝗁 𝗌𝗂𝗍𝗎𝖺𝗍𝗂𝗈𝗇𝗌,
𝗈𝗏𝖾𝗋𝗍𝗁𝗂𝗇𝗄𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝖾𝗏𝖾𝗋𝗒 𝗌𝗍𝖺𝗋𝖾𝗌,
𝗍𝗁𝗂𝗇𝗄𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗇𝖾𝗀𝖺𝗍𝗂𝗏𝖾,
𝗅𝗈𝗌𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗌𝖾𝗅𝖿 𝖼𝗈𝗇𝖿𝗂𝖽𝖾𝗇𝖼𝖾,
𝗂𝗍'𝗌 𝗈𝗄𝖺𝗒,
𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝖺𝗋𝖾 𝗇𝖾𝗏𝖾𝗋 𝖺𝗅𝗈𝗇𝖾,
𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝗁𝖾𝖺𝖽 𝗂𝗌 𝗃𝗎𝗌𝗍 𝗈𝗏𝖾𝗋𝗐𝖾𝗂𝗀𝗁𝗍 𝗐𝗂𝗍𝗁 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝖼𝗋𝖺𝗓𝗒 𝗌𝗍𝖺𝗇𝖽𝖺𝗋𝖽 𝗈𝖿 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝖼𝗋𝖺𝗓𝗒 𝗌𝗈𝖼𝗂𝖾𝗍𝗒,

𝗂𝗍'𝗌 𝗈𝗄𝖺𝗒 𝗍𝗈 𝖻𝖾 𝗈𝗏𝖾𝗋𝗐𝖾𝗂𝗀𝗁𝗍,
𝖻𝗎𝗍 𝗂𝗍 𝗂𝗌 𝗇𝗈𝗍 𝗋𝗂𝗀𝗁𝗍,
𝗍𝗈 𝖻𝖾 𝗈𝗏𝖾𝗋𝗐𝖾𝗂𝗀𝗁𝗍,
𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝖽𝗈𝗇'𝗍 𝗁𝖺𝗏𝖾 𝗍𝗈 𝗋𝖾𝗐𝗋𝗂𝗍𝖾 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗉𝖺𝗀𝖾𝗌,
𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝖼𝖺𝗇'𝗍,
𝖻𝗎𝗍 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝖼𝖺𝗇 𝗐𝗋𝗂𝗍𝖾 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝗈𝗐𝗇 𝗉𝗅𝗈𝗍 𝗍𝗐𝗂𝗌𝗍,
𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝖼𝗁𝖺𝗇𝗀𝖾 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝖾𝗇𝖽𝗂𝗇𝗀.