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𝕯𝖊𝖆𝖗 𝕶𝖎𝖑𝖑𝖚𝖆,

𝒀𝒐𝒖 𝒘𝒆𝒓𝒆 𝒎𝒚 𝒘𝒐𝒓𝒍𝒅, 𝒃𝒖𝒕 𝑰 𝒘𝒂𝒔𝒏'𝒕 𝒚𝒐𝒖𝒓𝒔; 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒘𝒆𝒓𝒆 𝒎𝒚 𝒍𝒊𝒈𝒉𝒕, 𝒃𝒖𝒕 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒅𝒐𝒏'𝒕 𝒇𝒆𝒆𝒍 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒔𝒂𝒎𝒆; 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒘𝒆𝒓𝒆 𝒎𝒚 𝒍𝒐𝒗𝒆, 𝒃𝒖𝒕 𝑰 𝒎𝒆𝒂𝒏𝒕 𝒏𝒐𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒃𝒖𝒕 𝒂 𝒇𝒓𝒊𝒆𝒏𝒅 𝒕𝒐 𝒚𝒐𝒖.

𝑶𝒉, 𝒉𝒐𝒘 𝒓𝒐𝒎𝒂𝒏𝒕𝒊𝒄, 𝒊𝒏𝒅𝒆𝒆𝒅. 𝑰 𝒅𝒐𝒏'𝒕 𝒎𝒊𝒏𝒅 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒑𝒂𝒊𝒏, 𝒃𝒖𝒕 𝒊𝒕 𝒊𝒔 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒉𝒐𝒑𝒆 𝒕𝒉𝒂𝒕 𝒎𝒂𝒌𝒆𝒔 𝒎𝒆 𝒘𝒂𝒏𝒕 𝒕𝒐 𝒔𝒕𝒂𝒚.

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