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Default Title - Write Your Own
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π‘΄π’‚π’‡π’Šπ’‚'𝒔 𝑺𝒆𝒄𝒐𝒏𝒅 π‘©π’“π’Šπ’…π’† : 𝑨 π‘©π’“π’Šπ’…π’† 𝑯𝒆 𝑡𝒆𝒗𝒆𝒓 𝑾𝒂𝒏𝒕 by authorsaima
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𝑯𝒆 𝑾𝒂𝒔 𝑨 𝑹𝒖𝒕𝒉𝒍𝒆𝒔𝒔 π‘΄π’‚π’‡π’Šπ’‚ π‘²π’Šπ’π’ˆ β„οΈπŸ‘‘ π‘ͺ𝒐𝒍𝒅, π‘΄π’†π’“π’„π’Šπ’π’†π’”π’”, 𝑨𝒏𝒅 𝑭𝒆𝒂𝒓𝒆𝒅 π‘©π’š 𝑨𝒍𝒍. π‘―π’Šπ’” 𝑯𝒂𝒏𝒅𝒔 𝑾𝒆𝒓𝒆 π‘Ίπ’•π’‚π’Šπ’π’†π’… π‘Ύπ’Šπ’•π’‰ 𝑩𝒍𝒐𝒐𝒅 🩸, 𝑨𝒏𝒅 π‘―π’Šπ’” 𝑯𝒆𝒂𝒓𝒕 𝑾𝒂𝒔 π‘΅π’π’•π’‰π’Šπ’π’ˆ 𝑩𝒖𝒕 𝑨 𝑺𝒕𝒐𝒏𝒆 πŸ–€. 𝑳𝒐𝒗𝒆, π‘ͺπ’π’Žπ’‘π’‚π’”π’”π’Šπ’π’, 𝑢𝒓 π‘΄π’†π’“π’„π’š 𝑡𝒐𝒏𝒆 𝑢𝒇 𝑻𝒉𝒆𝒔𝒆 π‘¬π’Žπ’π’•π’Šπ’π’π’” π‘¬π’™π’Šπ’”π’•π’†π’… 𝑰𝒏 π‘―π’Šπ’” 𝑾𝒐𝒓𝒍𝒅. 𝑭𝒐𝒓 π‘―π’Šπ’Ž, 𝑷𝒆𝒐𝒑𝒍𝒆 𝑾𝒆𝒓𝒆 π‘¬π’Šπ’•π’‰π’†π’“ 𝑨𝒔𝒔𝒆𝒕𝒔 πŸ’° 𝑢𝒓 π‘³π’Šπ’‚π’ƒπ’Šπ’π’Šπ’•π’Šπ’†π’” ⚠️, 𝑨𝒏𝒅 𝑯𝒆 𝑡𝒆𝒗𝒆𝒓 π‘―π’†π’”π’Šπ’•π’‚π’•π’†π’… 𝑻𝒐 π‘¬π’π’Šπ’Žπ’Šπ’π’‚π’•π’† 𝑻𝒉𝒆 𝑳𝒂𝒕𝒕𝒆𝒓. 𝒀𝒆𝒕, 𝑾𝒉𝒆𝒏 𝑭𝒂𝒕𝒆 𝑭𝒐𝒓𝒄𝒆𝒅 π‘―π’Šπ’Ž 𝑰𝒏𝒕𝒐 π‘΄π’‚π’“π’“π’Šπ’‚π’ˆπ’† πŸ’ 𝑭𝒐𝒓 𝑻𝒉𝒆 π‘Ίπ’‚π’Œπ’† 𝑢𝒇 π‘―π’Šπ’” π‘Ίπ’Šπ’™-𝑴𝒐𝒏𝒕𝒉-𝑢𝒍𝒅 π‘«π’‚π’–π’ˆπ’‰π’•π’†π’“ πŸ‘Ά, 𝑯𝒆 𝑡𝒆𝒗𝒆𝒓 𝑬𝒙𝒑𝒆𝒄𝒕𝒆𝒅 π‘―π’Šπ’” π‘³π’Šπ’‡π’† 𝑻𝒐 π‘ͺπ’‰π’‚π’π’ˆπ’†. 𝑻𝒐 π‘―π’Šπ’Ž, π‘»π’‰π’Šπ’” π‘΄π’‚π’“π’“π’Šπ’‚π’ˆπ’† 𝑾𝒂𝒔 𝑱𝒖𝒔𝒕 𝑨𝒏𝒐𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒓 𝑫𝒆𝒂𝒍 𝑨 π‘΅π’†π’„π’†π’”π’”π’Šπ’•π’š, 𝑡𝒐𝒕 𝑨𝒏 π‘¬π’Žπ’π’•π’Šπ’π’. π‘―π’Šπ’” π‘΅π’†π’˜ π‘Ύπ’Šπ’‡π’† 𝑾𝒂𝒔 π‘΅π’π’•π’‰π’Šπ’π’ˆ 𝑴𝒐𝒓𝒆 𝑻𝒉𝒂𝒏 𝑨 π‘ͺπ’‚π’“π’†π’•π’‚π’Œπ’†π’“ 𝑭𝒐𝒓 π‘―π’Šπ’” π‘ͺπ’‰π’Šπ’π’…, π‘Ίπ’π’Žπ’†π’π’π’† π‘¬π’‚π’”π’Š
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