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𝙰 𝚌𝚞𝚙 𝚘𝚏 𝚌𝚘𝚏𝚏𝚎𝚎, 𝚊 𝚋𝚘𝚘𝚔 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚊 𝚙𝚎𝚗,
𝚖𝚢 𝚌𝚘𝚖𝚙𝚊𝚗𝚒𝚘𝚗𝚜, 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚝𝚑𝚘𝚞𝚐𝚑𝚝𝚜 𝚝𝚘 𝚙𝚎𝚗.
𝙷𝚘𝚠 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐𝚜 𝚜𝚘 𝚏𝚊𝚛?
𝙸’𝚖 𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚛𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚘 𝚜𝚎𝚎 𝚊𝚐𝚊𝚒𝚗 𝚊 𝚍𝚒𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚗𝚝 𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚛.
𝙾𝚞𝚝 𝚘𝚏 𝚖𝚢 𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚌𝚑,
𝚋𝚞𝚝 𝚜𝚞𝚛𝚎𝚕𝚢 𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚢𝚜 𝚒𝚗 𝚖𝚢 𝚕𝚘𝚟𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚑𝚎𝚊𝚛𝚝.

𝚃𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚛𝚘𝚖𝚊𝚗𝚝𝚒𝚌 𝚟𝚒𝚜𝚒𝚘𝚗𝚜 𝚍𝚊𝚗𝚌𝚎 𝚊𝚌𝚛𝚘𝚜𝚜 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚜𝚔𝚢,
𝚘𝚗𝚕𝚢 𝙸 𝚌𝚊𝚗 𝚜𝚎𝚎; 𝚝𝚘 𝚢𝚘𝚞, 𝚖𝚊𝚢 𝚑𝚒𝚍𝚎.
𝚃𝚑𝚎 𝚖𝚘𝚘𝚗 𝚞𝚜𝚎𝚍 𝚝𝚘 𝚜𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚎 𝚋𝚛𝚒𝚐𝚑𝚝𝚕𝚢,
𝚊𝚜 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚜𝚙𝚎𝚊𝚔 𝚝𝚘 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚙𝚘𝚎𝚝𝚎𝚜𝚜.
𝚈𝚘𝚞 𝚝𝚊𝚕𝚔𝚎𝚍 𝚖𝚘𝚛𝚎 𝚘𝚏 𝚝𝚑𝚘𝚜𝚎 𝚜𝚠𝚎𝚎𝚝 𝚎𝚌𝚑𝚘𝚎𝚜,
𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚋𝚛𝚘𝚞𝚐𝚑𝚝 𝚕𝚘𝚗𝚎𝚕𝚒𝚗𝚎𝚜𝚜 𝚝𝚘 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚝𝚒𝚝𝚒𝚕𝚕𝚊𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚑𝚎𝚊𝚛𝚝.

𝚂𝚘𝚛𝚛𝚢 𝚝𝚘 𝚠𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝙸 𝚋𝚎𝚌𝚊𝚖𝚎,
𝚏𝚘𝚛 𝙸, 𝚠𝚊𝚜 𝚝𝚘𝚘 𝚏𝚎𝚊𝚛𝚏𝚞𝚕 𝚘𝚏 𝚐𝚊𝚒𝚗𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚖𝚘𝚛𝚎 𝚙𝚊𝚒𝚗.
𝚆𝚘𝚛𝚍𝚜 𝚏𝚛𝚘𝚖 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚎, 𝚏𝚎𝚕𝚕 𝚝𝚘 𝚖𝚢 𝚜𝚘𝚞𝚕,
𝚊 𝚜𝚑𝚘𝚠𝚎𝚛 𝚘𝚏 𝚛𝚎𝚖𝚘𝚛𝚜𝚎 𝚝𝚘 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚕𝚒𝚕 𝚏𝚘𝚘𝚕.
𝙽𝚊𝚒𝚕𝚎𝚍 𝚘𝚗𝚎 𝚍𝚘𝚘𝚛, 𝚜𝚑𝚞𝚝 𝚝𝚠𝚘 𝚍𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚖𝚜.
𝙰 𝚌𝚛𝚞𝚖𝚙𝚕𝚎𝚍 𝚜𝚝𝚘𝚛𝚢 𝚘𝚏 𝚐𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚝 𝚕𝚘𝚟𝚎, 𝚜𝚌𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚖𝚜.


~𝚀𝚞𝚎𝚝𝚣𝚊𝚕