ℍ𝕖 𝕙𝕒𝕕 𝕒 𝕞𝕒𝕤𝕜 𝕒𝕟𝕕 𝕤𝕠 did 𝕤𝕙𝕖.
𝔻𝕚𝕤𝕘𝕦𝕚𝕤𝕖𝕕 𝕥𝕒𝕤𝕜𝕤, 𝕦𝕟𝕕𝕖𝕣𝕔𝕠𝕧𝕖𝕣 𝕨𝕒𝕤 𝕙𝕖.
𝔸𝕗𝕣𝕒𝕚𝕕 of 𝕥𝕒𝕟𝕥𝕣𝕦𝕞𝕤 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕥 𝕨𝕖𝕣𝕖 𝕓𝕖𝕪𝕠𝕟𝕕 𝕚𝕟𝕥𝕣𝕠𝕤𝕡𝕖𝕔𝕥𝕚𝕠𝕟.
ℕ𝕒𝕜𝕖𝕕 𝕓𝕠𝕕𝕚𝕖𝕤 𝕤𝕥𝕒𝕣𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕚𝕟𝕥𝕠 𝕥𝕙𝕖𝕚𝕣 𝕠𝕨𝕟 𝕣𝕖𝕗𝕝𝕖𝕔𝕥𝕚𝕠𝕟.
ℕ𝕦𝕕𝕘𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕡𝕒𝕤𝕥 𝕖𝕒𝕔𝕙 𝕠𝕥𝕙𝕖𝕣 𝕝𝕚𝕜𝕖 𝕒 𝕤𝕙𝕠𝕣𝕖 𝕒𝕟𝕕 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕖𝕒.
𝕊𝕠𝕞𝕖𝕨𝕙𝕖𝕣𝕖 𝕥𝕠𝕘𝕖𝕥𝕙𝕖𝕣 they 𝕗𝕠𝕦𝕟𝕕 𝕙𝕖𝕒𝕧𝕖𝕟 𝕚𝕟 𝕚𝕥'𝕤 𝕤𝕨𝕖𝕖𝕥 𝕞𝕖𝕝𝕒𝕟𝕔𝕙𝕠𝕝𝕪.
ℍ𝕠𝕝𝕕𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕦𝕞𝕓𝕣𝕖𝕝𝕝𝕒𝕤 𝕠𝕧𝕖𝕣 𝕖𝕒𝕔𝕙 𝕠𝕥𝕙𝕖𝕣'𝕤 𝕡𝕒𝕚𝕟𝕥𝕖𝕕 𝕙𝕖𝕒𝕕𝕤,
𝕋𝕙𝕖 𝕞𝕒𝕤𝕜𝕤 𝕨𝕖𝕒𝕣 𝕠𝕗𝕗 𝕣𝕖𝕧𝕖𝕒𝕝𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕥𝕙𝕖𝕞𝕤𝕖𝕝𝕧𝕖𝕤.
𝕊𝕖𝕒𝕣𝕔𝕙𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕥𝕙𝕖𝕚𝕣 𝕤𝕙𝕒𝕕𝕖 𝕠𝕗 𝕘𝕣𝕖𝕖𝕟 𝕚𝕟 𝕖𝕒𝕔𝕙 𝕠𝕥𝕙𝕖𝕣'𝕤 𝕖𝕪𝕖𝕤.
At last 𝕥𝕙𝕖𝕪 𝕔𝕠𝕦𝕝𝕕 𝕗𝕚𝕟𝕕 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕙𝕦𝕖𝕤 𝕥𝕠 𝕥𝕙𝕖𝕚𝕣 𝕤𝕦𝕣𝕡𝕣𝕚𝕤𝕖.
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ORDINARY : a Compilation of Poetry and Proses.
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