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ℑ 𝔴𝔞𝔰 𝔱𝔥𝔢 𝔟𝔬𝔶 𝔴𝔥𝔬 𝔨𝔦𝔩𝔩𝔢𝔡 𝔥𝔦𝔰 𝔣𝔦𝔯𝔰𝔱 𝔪𝔞𝔫 𝔞𝔱 𝔢𝔩𝔢𝔳𝔢𝔫.
ℑ 𝔴𝔞𝔰 𝔱𝔥𝔢 𝔱𝔢𝔢𝔫𝔞𝔤𝔢𝔯 𝔴𝔥𝔬 𝔠𝔯𝔲𝔰𝔥𝔢𝔡 𝔥𝔦𝔰 𝔠𝔬𝔲𝔰𝔦𝔫’𝔰 𝔱𝔥𝔯𝔬𝔞𝔱 𝔞𝔱 𝔰𝔢𝔳𝔢𝔫𝔱𝔢𝔢𝔫.
ℑ 𝔴𝔞𝔰 𝔱𝔥𝔢 𝔪𝔞𝔫 𝔴𝔥𝔬 𝔟𝔞𝔱𝔥𝔢𝔡 𝔦𝔫 𝔥𝔦𝔰 𝔢𝔫𝔢𝔪𝔦𝔢𝔰’ 𝔟𝔩𝔬𝔬𝔡 𝔴𝔦𝔱𝔥𝔬𝔲𝔱 𝔞 𝔣𝔩𝔦𝔠𝔨𝔢𝔯 𝔬𝔣
𝔯𝔢𝔪𝔬𝔯𝔰𝔢, 𝔴𝔥𝔬 𝔯𝔢𝔩𝔦𝔰𝔥𝔢𝔡 𝔦𝔫 𝔱𝔥𝔢𝔦𝔯 𝔰𝔠𝔯𝔢𝔞𝔪𝔰 𝔞𝔰 𝔦𝔣 𝔦𝔱 𝔴𝔞𝔰 𝔞 𝔣𝔲𝔠𝔨𝔦𝔫𝔤 𝔐𝔬𝔷𝔞𝔯𝔱 𝔰𝔬𝔫𝔞𝔱𝔞.
𝓜𝓸𝓷𝓼𝓽𝓮𝓻𝓼 𝓪𝓻𝓮 𝓬𝓻𝓮𝓪𝓽𝓮𝓭, 𝓷𝓸𝓽 𝓫𝓸𝓻𝓷
ℑ 𝔴𝔞𝔰 𝔟𝔬𝔯𝔫 𝔞 𝔪𝔬𝔫𝔰𝔱𝔢𝔯. ℭ𝔯𝔲𝔢𝔩𝔱𝔶 𝔯𝔞𝔫 𝔦𝔫 𝔪𝔶 𝔳𝔢𝔦𝔫𝔰 𝔩𝔦𝔨𝔢 𝔭𝔬𝔦𝔰𝔬𝔫. ℑ𝔱 𝔯𝔞𝔫 𝔦𝔫 𝔱𝔥𝔢
𝔳𝔢𝔦𝔫𝔰 𝔬𝔣 𝔢𝔳𝔢𝔯𝔶 𝔙𝔦𝔱𝔦𝔢𝔩𝔩𝔬 𝔪𝔞𝔫, 𝔭𝔞𝔰𝔰𝔢𝔡 𝔬𝔫 𝔣𝔯𝔬𝔪 𝔣𝔞𝔱𝔥𝔢𝔯 𝔱𝔬 𝔰𝔬𝔫, 𝔞𝔫 𝔢𝔫𝔡𝔩𝔢𝔰𝔰 𝔰𝔭𝔦𝔯𝔞𝔩 𝔬𝔣
𝔪𝔬𝔫𝔰𝔱𝔯𝔬𝔰𝔦𝔱𝔶.
ℑ 𝔴𝔞𝔰 𝔞 𝔟𝔬𝔯𝔫 𝔪𝔬𝔫𝔰𝔱𝔢𝔯 𝔰𝔥𝔞𝔭𝔢𝔡 𝔦𝔫𝔱𝔬 𝔞𝔫 𝔢𝔳𝔢𝔫 𝔴𝔬𝔯𝔰𝔢 𝔪𝔬𝔫𝔰𝔱𝔢𝔯 𝔟𝔶 𝔪𝔶 𝔣𝔞𝔱𝔥𝔢𝔯’𝔰
𝔟𝔩𝔞𝔡𝔢 𝔞𝔫𝔡 𝔣𝔦𝔰𝔱𝔰 𝔞𝔫𝔡 𝔥𝔞𝔯𝔰𝔥 𝔴𝔬𝔯𝔡𝔰.
ℑ 𝔴𝔞𝔰 𝔯𝔞𝔦𝔰𝔢𝔡 𝔱𝔬 𝔟𝔢𝔠𝔬𝔪𝔢 ℭ𝔞𝔭𝔬, 𝔱𝔬 𝔯𝔲𝔩𝔢 𝔴𝔦𝔱𝔥𝔬𝔲𝔱 𝔪𝔢𝔯𝔠𝔶, 𝔱𝔬 𝔡𝔦𝔰𝔥 𝔬𝔲𝔱 𝔟𝔯𝔲𝔱𝔞𝔩𝔦𝔱𝔶
𝔴𝔦𝔱𝔥𝔬𝔲𝔱 𝔞 𝔰𝔢𝔠𝔬𝔫𝔡 𝔱𝔥𝔬𝔲𝔤𝔥𝔱.
ℑ 𝔴𝔞𝔰 𝔯𝔞𝔦𝔰𝔢𝔡 𝔱𝔬 𝔟𝔯𝔢𝔞𝔨 𝔬𝔱𝔥𝔢𝔯𝔰 .
𝓐 𝓶𝓪𝓷 𝓫𝓸𝓻𝓷 𝓪 𝓶𝓸𝓷𝓼𝓽𝓮𝓻, 𝓻𝓪𝓲𝓼𝓮𝓭 𝓽𝓸 𝓫𝓮 𝓪 𝓶𝓸𝓷𝓼𝓽𝓮𝓻, 𝓫𝓸𝓾𝓷𝓭 𝓽𝓸 𝓫𝓮 𝓪 𝓶𝓸𝓷𝓼𝓽𝓮𝓻 𝓽𝓸
𝓫𝓮𝓬𝓸𝓶𝓮 𝓒𝓪𝓹𝓸.
𝕌𝕟𝕥𝕚𝕝 𝕙𝕖𝕣. 𝕌𝕟𝕥𝕚𝕝 𝔸𝕣𝕚𝕒.
𝕎𝕚𝕥𝕙 𝕙𝕖𝕣, 𝕀 𝕕𝕚𝕕𝕟’𝕥 𝕙𝕒𝕧𝕖 𝕥𝕠 𝕔𝕠𝕧𝕖𝕣 𝕦𝕡 𝕞𝕪 𝕕𝕒𝕣𝕜𝕟𝕖𝕤𝕤.
ℍ𝕖𝕣 𝕝𝕚𝕘𝕙𝕥 𝕤𝕙𝕠𝕟𝕖 𝕓𝕣𝕚𝕘𝕙𝕥𝕖𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕟 𝕞𝕪 𝕕𝕒𝕣𝕜𝕟𝕖𝕤𝕤 𝕖𝕧𝕖𝕣 𝕔𝕠𝕦𝕝𝕕.
𝕎𝕚𝕥𝕙 𝕙𝕖𝕣, 𝕀 𝕕𝕚𝕕𝕟’𝕥 𝕨𝕒𝕟𝕥 𝕥𝕠 𝕓𝕖 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕞𝕠𝕟𝕤𝕥𝕖𝕣. 𝕀 𝕨𝕒𝕟𝕥𝕖𝕕 𝕥𝕠 𝕤𝕙𝕚𝕖𝕝𝕕 𝕙𝕖𝕣 𝕗𝕣𝕠𝕞 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕥
𝕡𝕒𝕣𝕥 𝕠𝕗 𝕞𝕪 𝕟𝕒𝕥𝕦𝕣𝕖.
𝔹𝕦𝕥 𝕀 𝕨𝕒𝕤 𝕓𝕠𝕣𝕟 𝕒 𝕞𝕠𝕟𝕤𝕥𝕖𝕣. ℝ𝕒𝕚𝕤𝕖𝕕 𝕥𝕠 𝕓𝕣𝕖𝕒𝕜 𝕠𝕥𝕙𝕖𝕣𝕤.
ℕ𝕠𝕥 𝕓𝕣𝕖𝕒𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕙𝕖𝕣 𝕨𝕠𝕦𝕝𝕕 𝕔𝕠𝕞𝕖 𝕨𝕚𝕥𝕙 𝕒 𝕡𝕣𝕚𝕔𝕖.
𝔸 𝕡𝕣𝕚𝕔𝕖 𝕒 𝕞𝕠𝕟𝕤𝕥𝕖𝕣 𝕝𝕚𝕜𝕖 𝕞𝕪𝕤𝕖𝕝𝕗 𝕤𝕙𝕠𝕦𝕝𝕕𝕟’𝕥 𝕣𝕚𝕤𝕜 𝕡𝕒𝕪𝕚𝕟𝕘.
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