𝒯𝑜 𝓂𝓎 𝓈𝒾𝓈𝓉𝑒𝓇, 𝓌𝒽𝑜 𝒾𝓈 𝓂𝓎 𝓃𝓊𝓂𝒷𝑒𝓇 𝑜𝓃𝑒 𝓈𝓊𝓅𝓅𝑜𝓇𝓉𝑒𝓇 𝓌𝒽𝑒𝓃 𝒾𝓉 𝒸𝑜𝓂𝑒𝓈 𝓉𝑜 𝓇𝑒𝒶𝒹𝒾𝓃𝑔 𝓈𝒽𝑒𝑒𝓉 𝓂𝓊𝓈𝒾𝒸.
𝒯𝑜 𝓂𝓎 𝒻𝓇𝒾𝑒𝓃𝒹𝓈, 𝓌𝒽𝑜 𝓈𝓊𝓅𝓅𝑜𝓇𝓉𝑒𝒹 𝓂𝑒 𝓉𝒽𝓇𝑜𝓊𝑔𝒽𝑜𝓊𝓉 𝓉𝒽𝒾𝓈 𝓌𝒽𝑜𝓁𝑒 "𝒸𝓇𝓊𝓈𝒽 𝓈𝒾𝓉𝓊𝒶𝓉𝒾𝑜𝓃."
𝒯𝑜 𝓂𝓎 𝓉𝒽𝑒𝓇𝒶𝓅𝒾𝓈𝓉, 𝓌𝒽𝑜 𝒽𝑒𝓁𝓅𝑒𝒹 𝓂𝓎 𝒹𝑒𝓁𝓊𝓈𝒾𝑜𝓃𝓈 𝒷𝑒𝒸𝑜𝓂𝑒 𝓂𝑜𝓇𝑒 𝓇𝑒𝒶𝓁.
𝒯𝑜 𝓂𝓎 𝒹𝓇𝓊𝓂 𝓉𝑒𝒸𝒽𝓈, 𝓌𝒽𝑜'𝓋𝑒 𝑔𝒾𝓋𝑒𝓃 𝓂𝑒 𝓈𝓊𝓅𝓅𝑜𝓇𝓉 𝒶𝓃𝒹 𝒶𝒹𝓋𝒾𝒸𝑒 𝑜𝓃 𝓃𝑜𝓉 𝑜𝓃𝓁𝓎 𝒽𝑜𝓌 𝓉𝑜 𝒸𝑜𝓇𝓇𝑒𝒸𝓉𝓁𝓎 𝓅𝓁𝒶𝓎 𝓂𝓎 𝒹𝓇𝓊𝓂𝓈, 𝒷𝓊𝓉 𝒶𝓁𝓈𝑜 𝒶𝒹𝓋𝒾𝒸𝑒 𝑜𝓃 𝓂𝓎 𝒸𝓇𝓊𝓈𝒽.
𝒯𝑜 𝓂𝓎 𝒸𝓇𝓊𝓈𝒽'𝓈 𝓈𝒾𝓈𝓉𝑒𝓇, 𝒻𝑜𝓇 𝒷𝑒𝒸𝑜𝓂𝒾𝓃𝑔 𝑜𝓃𝑒 𝑜𝒻 𝓂𝓎 𝓋𝑒𝓇𝓎 𝒷𝑒𝓈𝓉 𝒻𝓇𝒾𝑒𝓃𝒹𝓈, 𝒶𝓃𝒹 𝒶𝓁𝓁𝑜𝓌𝒾𝓃𝑔 𝓂𝑒 𝓉𝑜 𝓅𝑜𝓉𝑒𝓃𝓉𝒾𝒶𝓁𝓁𝓎 𝒹𝒶𝓉𝑒 𝒽𝑒𝓇 𝓎𝑜𝓊𝓃𝑔𝑒𝓇 𝒷𝓇𝑜𝓉𝒽𝑒𝓇.
𝒯𝑜 𝓂𝓎 𝓅𝒶𝓇𝑒𝓃𝓉𝓈, 𝒻𝑜𝓇 𝒶𝓁𝓁𝑜𝓌𝒾𝓃𝑔 𝓉𝒽𝒾𝓈 𝓂𝒶𝓎𝒽𝑒𝓂 𝓉𝑜 𝑒𝓋𝑒𝓃 𝓈𝓉𝒶𝓇𝓉.
𝒯𝑜 𝓂𝓎 𝑒𝓍, 𝓌𝒽𝑜 𝓉𝓇𝒾𝑒𝒹 𝒽𝒾𝓈 𝒷𝑒𝓈𝓉 𝓉𝑜 𝓂𝒶𝓀𝑒 𝑜𝓊𝓇 𝓇𝑒𝓁𝒶𝓉𝒾𝑜𝓃𝓈𝒽𝒾𝓅 𝑜𝓊𝓇 𝓂𝑜𝓈𝓉 𝒽𝑒𝒶𝓁𝓉𝒽𝓎 𝑜𝓃𝑒 𝓎𝑒𝓉.
𝒯𝑜 𝓂𝓎 𝒸𝓇𝓊𝓈𝒽, 𝓉𝒽𝑒 𝓂𝑜𝓈𝓉 𝓈𝓌𝑒𝑒𝓉𝑒𝓈𝓉, 𝓂𝑜𝓈𝓉 𝒻𝓊𝓃𝓃𝒾𝑒𝓈𝓉, 𝒸𝒶𝓇𝑒𝒻𝓇𝑒𝑒 𝒷𝑜𝓎 𝐼'𝓋𝑒 𝓂𝑒𝓉 𝑜𝓃 𝓉𝒽𝒾𝓈 𝓅𝓁𝒶𝓃𝑒𝓉. 𝐻𝑒'𝓈 𝓈𝒽𝑜𝓌𝓃 𝓃𝑜𝓉𝒽𝒾𝓃𝑔 𝒷𝓊𝓉 𝓀𝒾𝓃𝒹𝓃𝑒𝓈𝓈 𝓉𝑜𝓌𝒶𝓇𝒹𝓈 𝓂𝑒, 𝒶𝓁𝓁 𝓌𝒽𝒾𝓁𝑒 𝓈𝓉𝒾𝓁𝓁 𝓂𝒶𝓀𝒾𝓃𝑔 𝓂𝑒 𝓁𝒶𝓊𝑔𝒽. 𝐻𝒾𝓈 𝓈𝓂𝒾𝓁𝑒 𝓃𝑒𝓋𝑒𝓇 𝒻𝒶𝒾𝓁𝓈 𝓉𝑜 𝓁𝒾𝑔𝒽𝓉𝑒𝓃 𝓂𝓎 𝓂𝑜𝑜𝒹, 𝒶𝓃𝒹 𝒽𝒾𝓈 𝓌𝑜𝓇𝒹𝓈 𝓂𝑒𝒶𝓃 𝑒𝓋𝑒𝓇𝓎𝓉𝒽𝒾𝓃𝑔 𝓉𝑜 𝓂𝑒.
𝒜𝓃𝒹 𝓉𝑜 𝓎𝑜𝓊, 𝒻𝑜𝓇 𝓉𝒶𝓀𝒾𝓃𝑔 𝓉𝒽𝑒 𝓉𝒾𝓂𝑒 𝑜𝓊𝓉 𝑜𝒻 𝓎𝑜𝓊𝓇 𝒹𝒶𝓎 𝓉𝑜 𝓇𝑒𝒶𝒹 𝓉𝒽𝒾𝓈 𝓁𝒾𝓉𝓉𝓁𝑒 𝓈𝓉𝑜𝓇𝓎 𝐼 𝓌𝑜𝓃'𝓉 𝑒𝓋𝑒𝓃 𝓅𝓊𝓉 𝓂𝓊𝒸𝒽 𝓉𝒾𝓂𝑒 𝒾𝓃𝓉𝑜. 𝒯𝒽𝒶𝓃𝓀 𝓎𝑜𝓊.
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