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"𝗍𝗐𝗈 𝗌𝗎𝗆𝗆𝖾𝗋𝗌 𝖿𝗋𝗈𝗆 𝗇𝗈𝗐, 𝗐𝖾'𝗅𝗅 𝗁𝖺𝗏𝖾 𝖻𝖾𝖾𝗇 𝗍𝖺𝗅𝗄𝗂𝗇𝗀
𝖻𝗎𝗍 𝗇𝗈𝗍 𝖺𝗅𝗅 𝗍𝗁𝖺𝗍 𝗈𝖿𝗍𝖾𝗇, 𝗐𝖾'𝗋𝖾 𝖼𝗈𝗈𝗅 𝗇𝗈𝗐
𝗂'𝗅𝗅 𝖻𝖾 𝗈𝗇 𝖺 𝖻𝗈𝖺𝗍, 𝗒𝗈𝗎'𝗋𝖾 𝗈𝗇 𝖺 𝗉𝗅𝖺𝗇𝖾
𝗀𝗈𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗌𝗈𝗆𝖾𝗐𝗁𝖾𝗋𝖾, 𝗌𝖺𝗆𝖾, 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗂'𝗅𝗅 𝗁𝖺𝗏𝖾 𝖺 𝖽𝗋𝗂𝗇𝗄
𝗐𝗂𝗌𝗍𝖿𝗎𝗅𝗅𝗒 𝗅𝖾𝖺𝗇 𝗈𝗎𝗍 𝗆𝗒 𝗐𝗂𝗇𝖽𝗈𝗐 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗐𝖺𝗍𝖼𝗁 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗌𝗎𝗇 𝗌𝖾𝗍 𝗈𝗇 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗅𝖺𝗄𝖾,
𝗂 𝗆𝗂𝗀𝗁𝗍 𝗇𝗈𝗍 𝖿𝖾𝖾𝗅 𝗋𝖾𝖺𝗅, 𝖻𝗎𝗍 𝗂𝗍'𝗌 𝗈𝗄𝖺𝗒,

'𝖼𝖺𝗎𝗌𝖾 𝗍𝗁𝖺𝗍'𝗌 𝗃𝗎𝗌𝗍 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗐𝖺𝗒 𝗅𝗂𝖿𝖾 𝗀𝗈𝖾𝗌,
𝗂 𝗉𝗎𝗌𝗁 𝗆𝗒 𝗅𝗎𝖼𝗄, 𝗂𝗍 𝗌𝗁𝗈𝗐𝗌
𝗍𝗁𝖺𝗇𝗄𝖿𝗎𝗅 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝖽𝗈𝗇'𝗍 𝗌𝖾𝗇𝖽 𝗌𝗈𝗆𝖾𝗈𝗇𝖾 𝗍𝗈 𝗄𝗂𝗅𝗅 𝗆𝖾
𝗂 𝗅𝗈𝗏𝖾 𝗒𝗈𝗎, 𝗂'𝗆 𝗌𝗈𝗋𝗋𝗒,

𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝗐𝖾𝗋𝖾 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝖻𝖾𝗌𝗍 𝖻𝗎𝗍 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝗐𝖾𝗋𝖾 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗐𝗈𝗋𝗌𝗍,
𝖺𝗌 𝗌𝗂𝖼𝗄 𝖺𝗌 𝗂𝗍 𝗌𝗈𝗎𝗇𝖽𝗌, 𝗂 𝗅𝗈𝗏𝖾𝖽 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝖿𝗂𝗋𝗌𝗍
𝗂 𝗐𝖺𝗌 𝖺 𝖽𝗂𝖼𝗄, 𝗂𝗍 𝗂𝗌 𝗐𝗁𝖺𝗍 𝗂𝗍 𝗂𝗌, 𝖺 𝗁𝖺𝖻𝗂𝗍 𝗍𝗈 𝗄𝗂𝖼𝗄, 𝗍𝗁𝖾
𝖺𝗀𝖾－𝗈𝗅𝖽 𝖼𝗎𝗋𝗌𝖾
𝗂 𝗍𝖾𝗇𝖽 𝗍𝗈 𝗅𝖺𝗎𝗀𝗁 𝗐𝗁𝖾𝗇𝖾𝗏𝖾𝗋 𝗂'𝗆 𝗌𝖺𝖽, 𝗂 𝗌𝗍𝖺𝗋𝖾 𝖺𝗍 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝖼𝗋𝖺𝗌𝗁, 𝗂𝗍 𝖺𝖼𝗍𝗎𝖺𝗅𝗅𝗒 𝗐𝗈𝗋𝗄𝗌
𝗆𝖺𝗄𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝖺𝗆𝖾𝗇𝖽𝗌, 𝗍𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝗌𝗁𝗂𝗍 𝗇𝖾𝗏𝖾𝗋 𝖾𝗇𝖽𝗌，
𝗂'𝗆 𝗐𝗋𝗈𝗇𝗀 𝖺𝗀𝖺𝗂𝗇, 𝗐𝗋𝗈𝗇𝗀 𝖺𝗀𝖺𝗂𝗇"

— 𝖨 𝖫𝗈𝗏𝖾 𝖸𝗈𝗎, 𝖨'𝗆 𝖲𝗈𝗋𝗋𝗒, 𝖦𝗋𝖺𝖼𝗂𝖾 𝖠𝖻𝗋𝖺𝗆𝗌