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𝙲𝚘𝚖 𝚊 𝚙𝚛𝚘𝚝𝚎𝚌̧𝚊̃𝚘 𝚍𝚊 𝙲𝚑𝚊𝚖𝚊 𝙴𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚗𝚊 𝚊𝚜𝚜𝚎𝚐𝚞𝚛𝚊𝚍𝚊 𝚙𝚎𝚕𝚘 𝚜𝚊𝚌𝚛𝚒𝚏𝚒́𝚌𝚒𝚘 𝚍𝚘 𝙾𝚛𝚊́𝚌𝚞𝚕𝚘, 𝚊 𝚟𝚒𝚕𝚊 𝚍𝚎 𝙰𝚛𝚍𝚘𝚛 𝚌𝚘𝚖𝚎𝚌̧𝚘𝚞 𝚊 𝚏𝚕𝚘𝚛𝚎𝚜𝚌𝚎𝚛 𝚗𝚘𝚟𝚊𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚎. 𝙰 𝚎𝚗𝚎𝚛𝚐𝚒𝚊 𝚍𝚊 𝚌𝚑𝚊𝚖𝚊 𝚝𝚛𝚘𝚞𝚡𝚎 𝚗𝚊̃𝚘 𝚊𝚙𝚎𝚗𝚊𝚜 𝚜𝚎𝚐𝚞𝚛𝚊𝚗𝚌̧𝚊, 𝚖𝚊𝚜 𝚝𝚊𝚖𝚋𝚎́𝚖 𝚞𝚖 𝚛𝚎𝚗𝚘𝚟𝚊𝚍𝚘 𝚜𝚎𝚗𝚜𝚘 𝚍𝚎 𝚎𝚜𝚙𝚎𝚛𝚊𝚗𝚌̧𝚊 𝚎 𝚙𝚛𝚘𝚙𝚘́𝚜𝚒𝚝𝚘. 𝙳𝚛𝚊𝚔𝚎 𝚎 𝙻𝚢𝚛𝚊, 𝚊𝚐𝚘𝚛𝚊 𝚕𝚒́𝚍𝚎𝚛𝚎𝚜 𝚛𝚎𝚜𝚙𝚎𝚒𝚝𝚊𝚍𝚘𝚜 𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚛𝚎 𝚘𝚜 𝚘𝚛𝚌𝚜, 𝚎𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚟𝚊𝚖 𝚌𝚘𝚖𝚙𝚛𝚘𝚖𝚎𝚝𝚒𝚍𝚘𝚜 𝚎𝚖 𝚛𝚎𝚌𝚘𝚗𝚜𝚝𝚛𝚞𝚒𝚛 𝚎 𝚙𝚛𝚘𝚝𝚎𝚐𝚎𝚛 𝚜𝚎𝚞 𝚕𝚊r.

𝙽𝚞𝚖𝚊 𝚖𝚊𝚗𝚑𝚊̃ 𝚋𝚛𝚒𝚕𝚑𝚊𝚗𝚝𝚎, 𝙳𝚛𝚊𝚔𝚎 𝚊𝚌𝚘𝚛𝚍𝚘𝚞 𝚌𝚘𝚖 𝚊 𝚕𝚞𝚣 𝚍𝚘 𝚜𝚘𝚕 𝚙𝚎𝚗𝚎𝚝𝚛𝚊𝚗𝚍𝚘 𝚊𝚝𝚛𝚊𝚟𝚎́𝚜 𝚍𝚊𝚜 𝚓𝚊𝚗𝚎𝚕𝚊𝚜 𝚍𝚎 𝚜𝚞𝚊 𝚌𝚊𝚋𝚊𝚗𝚊. 𝙴𝚕𝚎 𝚜𝚎 𝚎𝚜𝚙𝚛𝚎𝚐𝚞𝚒𝚌̧𝚘𝚞 𝚎 𝚘𝚕𝚑𝚘𝚞 𝚙𝚊𝚛𝚊 𝙻𝚢𝚛𝚊, 𝚚𝚞𝚎 𝚊𝚒𝚗𝚍𝚊 𝚍𝚘𝚛𝚖𝚒𝚊 𝚙𝚊𝚌𝚒𝚏𝚒𝚌𝚊𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚎 𝚊𝚘 𝚜𝚎𝚞 𝚕𝚊𝚍𝚘. 𝚂𝚎𝚞 𝚌𝚘𝚛𝚊𝚌̧𝚊̃𝚘 𝚜𝚎 𝚎𝚗𝚌𝚑𝚎𝚞 𝚍𝚎 𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚗𝚞𝚛𝚊 𝚊𝚘 𝚘𝚋𝚜𝚎𝚛𝚟𝚊́-𝚕𝚊, 𝚕𝚎𝚖𝚋𝚛𝚊𝚗𝚍𝚘-𝚜𝚎 𝚍𝚎 𝚝𝚘𝚍𝚊𝚜 𝚊𝚜 𝚊𝚟𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚞𝚛𝚊𝚜 𝚎 𝚍𝚎𝚜𝚊𝚏𝚒𝚘𝚜 𝚚𝚞𝚎 𝚑𝚊𝚟𝚒𝚊𝚖 𝚎𝚗𝚏𝚛𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚊𝚍𝚘 𝚓𝚞𝚗𝚝𝚘𝚜.

𝐃𝐫𝐚𝐤𝐞

𝑩𝒐𝒎 𝒅𝒊𝒂, 𝒎𝒊𝒏𝒂 𝒈𝒖𝒆𝒓𝒓𝒆𝒊𝒓𝒂.

💭Sᴜssᴜʀʀᴏ ᴇɴǫᴜᴀɴᴛᴏ ᴀ ʙᴇɪᴊᴏ sᴜᴀᴠᴇᴍᴇɴᴛᴇ ɴᴀ ᴛᴇsᴛᴀ.💭

𝐋𝐲𝐫𝐚

💭Aʙʀᴏ ᴏs ᴏʟʜᴏs ʟᴇɴᴛᴀᴍᴇɴᴛᴇ, sᴇɴᴛɪɴᴅᴏ ᴜᴍ sᴏʀʀɪsᴏ sᴇ ᴇsᴘᴀʟʜᴀʀ ᴇᴍ ᴍᴇᴜ ʀᴏsᴛᴏ.💭

𝑩𝒐𝒎 𝒅𝒊𝒂, 𝒎𝒆𝒖 𝒉𝒆𝒓𝒐́𝒊.

💭Rᴇsᴘᴏɴᴅᴏ, ᴇɴǫᴜᴀɴᴛᴏ ᴏ ᴘᴜxᴏ ᴘᴀʀᴀ ᴍᴀɪs ᴘᴇʀᴛᴏ ᴅᴇ ᴍɪᴍ.💭

𝑸𝒖𝒂𝒍 𝒆́ 𝒐 𝒑𝒍𝒂𝒏𝒐 𝒑𝒂𝒓𝒂 𝒉𝒐𝒋𝒆?

𝐃𝐫𝐚𝐤𝐞

💭Sᴇɴᴛᴏ-ᴍᴇ ᴇ ᴇsᴛɪᴄᴏ ᴏs ʙʀᴀᴄ̧ᴏs.💭

𝑷𝒓𝒆𝒄𝒊𝒔𝒂𝒎𝒐𝒔 𝒗𝒆𝒓𝒊𝒇𝒊𝒄𝒂𝒓 𝒂𝒔 𝒏𝒐𝒗𝒂𝒔 𝒑𝒍𝒂𝒏𝒕𝒂𝒄̧𝒐̃𝒆𝒔 𝒆 𝒂𝒔 𝒇𝒐𝒓𝒕𝒊𝒇𝒊𝒄𝒂𝒄̧𝒐̃𝒆𝒔 𝒅𝒂 𝒗𝒊𝒍𝒂. 𝑨𝒍𝒆́𝒎 𝒅𝒊𝒔𝒔𝒐, 𝒕𝒆𝒎𝒐𝒔 𝒖𝒎𝒂 𝒓𝒆𝒖𝒏𝒊𝒂̃𝒐 𝒄𝒐𝒎 𝒐𝒔 𝑨𝒏𝒄𝒊𝒂̃𝒐𝒔 𝒑𝒂𝒓𝒂 𝒅𝒊𝒔𝒄𝒖𝒕𝒊𝒓 𝒂 𝒅𝒊𝒔𝒕𝒓𝒊𝒃𝒖𝒊𝒄̧𝒂̃𝒐 𝒅𝒐𝒔 𝒔𝒖𝒑𝒓𝒊𝒎𝒆𝒏𝒕𝒐𝒔.

𝐋𝐲𝐫𝐚

💭Assɪɴᴛᴏ ᴇɴǫᴜᴀɴᴛᴏ ᴍᴇ ʟᴇᴠᴀɴᴛᴏ ᴇ ᴄᴏᴍᴇᴄ̧ᴏ ᴀ ᴍᴇ ᴠᴇsᴛɪʀ.💭

𝑷𝒂𝒓𝒆𝒄𝒆 𝒖𝒎 𝒅𝒊𝒂 𝒄𝒉𝒆𝒊𝒐. 𝑭𝒂𝒓𝒆𝒎𝒐𝒔 𝒊𝒔𝒔𝒐 𝒋𝒖𝒏𝒕𝒐𝒔.

𝙴𝚗𝚚𝚞𝚊𝚗𝚝𝚘 𝚌𝚊𝚖𝚒𝚗𝚑𝚊𝚟𝚊𝚖 𝚙𝚎𝚕𝚊 𝚟𝚒𝚕𝚊, 𝚊 𝚊𝚝𝚖𝚘𝚜𝚏𝚎𝚛𝚊 𝚎𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚟𝚊 𝚟𝚒𝚋𝚛𝚊𝚗𝚝𝚎 𝚎 𝚌𝚑𝚎𝚒𝚊 𝚍𝚎 𝚟𝚒𝚍𝚊. 𝙲𝚛𝚒𝚊𝚗𝚌̧𝚊𝚜 𝚋𝚛𝚒𝚗𝚌𝚊𝚟𝚊𝚖, 𝚘𝚜 𝚊𝚍𝚞𝚕𝚝𝚘𝚜 𝚝𝚛𝚊𝚋𝚊𝚕𝚑𝚊𝚟𝚊𝚖 𝚗𝚊𝚜 𝚙𝚕𝚊𝚗𝚝𝚊𝚌̧𝚘̃𝚎𝚜 𝚎 𝚘𝚜 𝚒𝚍𝚘𝚜𝚘𝚜 𝚌𝚘𝚖𝚙𝚊𝚛𝚝𝚒𝚕𝚑𝚊𝚟𝚊𝚖 𝚑𝚒𝚜𝚝𝚘́𝚛𝚒𝚊𝚜 𝚍𝚎 𝚝𝚎𝚖𝚙𝚘𝚜 𝚙𝚊𝚜𝚜𝚊𝚍𝚘𝚜. 𝙴𝚛𝚊 𝚞𝚖 𝚌𝚘𝚗𝚝𝚛𝚊𝚜𝚝𝚎 𝚖𝚊𝚛𝚌𝚊𝚗𝚝𝚎 𝚌𝚘𝚖 𝚘𝚜 𝚍𝚒𝚊𝚜 𝚜𝚘𝚖𝚋𝚛𝚒𝚘𝚜 𝚚𝚞𝚎 𝚑𝚊𝚟𝚒𝚊𝚖 𝚎𝚗𝚏𝚛𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚊𝚍𝚘.

𝙳𝚎 𝚛𝚎𝚙𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚎, 𝚞𝚖 𝚐𝚛𝚒𝚝𝚘 𝚍𝚎 𝚎𝚡𝚌𝚒𝚝𝚊𝚌̧𝚊̃𝚘 𝚎𝚌𝚘𝚘𝚞 𝚙𝚎𝚕𝚊 𝚟𝚒𝚕𝚊. 𝚄𝚖𝚊 𝚌𝚛𝚒𝚊𝚗𝚌̧𝚊 𝚌𝚘𝚛𝚛𝚒𝚊 𝚗𝚊 𝚍𝚒𝚛𝚎𝚌̧𝚊̃𝚘 𝚍𝚎𝚕𝚎𝚜, 𝚌𝚘𝚖 𝚘𝚜 𝚘𝚕𝚑𝚘𝚜 𝚊𝚛𝚛𝚎𝚐𝚊𝚕𝚊𝚍𝚘𝚜 𝚍𝚎 𝚜𝚞𝚛𝚙𝚛𝚎𝚜𝚊.

𝑫𝒓𝒂𝒌𝒆! 𝑳𝒚𝒓𝒂! 𝑽𝒐𝒄𝒆̂𝒔 𝒕𝒆̂𝒎 𝒒𝒖𝒆 𝒗𝒆𝒓 𝒊𝒔𝒔𝒐!

𝚃𝚛𝚘𝚌𝚘 𝚞𝚖 𝚘𝚕𝚑𝚊𝚛 𝚌𝚞𝚛𝚒𝚘𝚜𝚘 𝚌𝚘𝚖 𝙳𝚛𝚊𝚔𝚎 𝚎𝚗𝚚𝚞𝚊𝚗𝚝𝚘 𝚜𝚎𝚐𝚞𝚒𝚖𝚘𝚜 𝚊 𝚌𝚛𝚒𝚊𝚗𝚌̧𝚊 𝚊𝚝𝚎́ 𝚊 𝚋𝚘𝚛𝚍𝚊 𝚍𝚊 𝚏𝚕𝚘𝚛𝚎𝚜𝚝𝚊. 𝙴 𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚊̃𝚘, 𝚗𝚘𝚜 𝚍𝚎𝚙𝚊𝚛𝚊𝚖𝚘𝚜 𝚌𝚘𝚖 𝚞𝚖𝚊 𝚌𝚛𝚒𝚊𝚝𝚞𝚛𝚊 𝚒𝚗𝚌𝚘𝚖𝚞𝚖 — 𝚞𝚖 𝚙𝚎𝚚𝚞𝚎𝚗𝚘 𝚍𝚛𝚊𝚐𝚊̃𝚘 𝚍𝚎 𝚎𝚜𝚌𝚊𝚖𝚊𝚜 𝚋𝚛𝚒𝚕𝚑𝚊𝚗𝚝𝚎𝚜, 𝚙𝚊𝚛𝚎𝚌𝚎𝚗𝚍𝚘 𝚝𝚊̃𝚘 𝚌𝚞𝚛𝚒𝚘𝚜𝚘 𝚚𝚞𝚊𝚗𝚝𝚘 𝚊𝚜𝚜𝚞𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚍𝚘.

𝐋𝐲𝐫𝐚

𝑼𝒎 𝒅𝒓𝒂𝒈𝒂̃𝒐 𝒃𝒆𝒃𝒆̂?

💭Exᴄʟᴀᴍᴏ, sᴇɴᴛɪɴᴅᴏ ᴍᴇᴜs ᴏʟʜᴏs ʙʀɪʟʜᴀʀᴇᴍ ᴅᴇ ғᴀsᴄɪ́ɴɪᴏ.💭

𝑶 𝒒𝒖𝒆 𝒆𝒔𝒕𝒂́ 𝒇𝒂𝒛𝒆𝒏𝒅𝒐 𝒂𝒒𝒖𝒊?

𝐃𝐫𝐚𝐤𝐞

💭Aᴘʀᴏxɪᴍᴏ-ᴍᴇ ᴄᴀᴜᴛᴇʟᴏsᴀᴍᴇɴᴛᴇ, ᴇsᴛᴇɴᴅᴇɴᴅᴏ ᴀ ᴍᴀ̃ᴏ ᴇᴍ ᴜᴍ ɢᴇsᴛᴏ ᴅᴇ ᴘᴀᴢ.💭

𝑵𝒂̃𝒐 𝒕𝒆𝒏𝒉𝒂 𝒎𝒆𝒅𝒐, 𝒑𝒆𝒒𝒖𝒆𝒏𝒐. 𝑬𝒔𝒕𝒂𝒎𝒐𝒔 𝒂𝒒𝒖𝒊 𝒑𝒂𝒓𝒂 𝒂𝒋𝒖𝒅𝒂𝒓.

𝙾 𝚍𝚛𝚊𝚐𝚊̃𝚘 𝚘𝚕𝚑𝚘𝚞 𝚙𝚊𝚛𝚊 𝙳𝚛𝚊𝚔𝚎 𝚌𝚘𝚖 𝚘𝚕𝚑𝚘𝚜 𝚐𝚛𝚊𝚗𝚍𝚎𝚜 𝚎 𝚋𝚛𝚒𝚕𝚑𝚊𝚗𝚝𝚎𝚜, 𝚎 𝚍𝚎𝚙𝚘𝚒𝚜 𝚜𝚘𝚕𝚝𝚘𝚞 𝚞𝚖 𝚜𝚘𝚖 𝚜𝚞𝚊𝚟𝚎, 𝚌𝚘𝚖𝚘 𝚜𝚎 𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚎𝚗𝚍𝚎𝚜𝚜𝚎. 𝙻𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚊𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚎, 𝚜𝚎 𝚊𝚙𝚛𝚘𝚡𝚒𝚖𝚘𝚞, 𝚙𝚎𝚛𝚖𝚒𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚍𝚘 𝚚𝚞𝚎 𝙳𝚛𝚊𝚔𝚎 𝚝𝚘𝚌𝚊𝚜𝚜𝚎 𝚜𝚞𝚊𝚜 𝚎𝚜𝚌𝚊𝚖𝚊𝚜 𝚚𝚞𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚎𝚜.

𝐋𝐲𝐫𝐚

𝑻𝒆𝒎𝒐𝒔 𝒒𝒖𝒆 𝒄𝒖𝒊𝒅𝒂𝒓 𝒅𝒆𝒍𝒆

💭Fᴀʟᴏ ᴇɴǫᴜᴀɴᴛᴏ ᴀᴄᴀʀɪᴄɪᴏ sᴜᴀᴠᴇᴍᴇɴᴛᴇ ᴏ ᴅʀᴀɢᴀ̃ᴏ.💭𝑴𝒂𝒔 𝒑𝒓𝒆𝒄𝒊𝒔𝒂𝒎𝒐𝒔 𝒅𝒆𝒔𝒄𝒐𝒃𝒓𝒊𝒓 𝒅𝒆 𝒐𝒏𝒅𝒆 𝒆𝒍𝒆 𝒗𝒆𝒊𝒐.

𝐃𝐫𝐚𝐤𝐞

💭Assɪɴᴛᴏ ᴇᴍ sɪʟᴇ̂ɴᴄɪᴏ.💭

𝑽𝒂𝒎𝒐𝒔 𝒍𝒆𝒗𝒂́-𝒍𝒐 𝒑𝒂𝒓𝒂 𝒂 𝒗𝒊𝒍𝒂 𝒆 𝒑𝒆𝒅𝒊𝒓 𝒂𝒐 𝑨𝒏𝒄𝒊𝒂̃𝒐 𝑺𝒆𝒃𝒂𝒔𝒕𝒊𝒂̃𝒐. 𝑬𝒍𝒆 𝒄𝒐𝒏𝒉𝒆𝒄𝒆 𝒎𝒖𝒊𝒕𝒂𝒔 𝒉𝒊𝒔𝒕𝒐́𝒓𝒊𝒂𝒔 𝒔𝒐𝒃𝒓𝒆 𝒄𝒓𝒊𝒂𝒕𝒖𝒓𝒂𝒔 𝒎𝒂́𝒈𝒊𝒄𝒂𝒔.

𝙴𝚗𝚚𝚞𝚊𝚗𝚝𝚘 𝚜𝚎 𝚍𝚒𝚛𝚒𝚐𝚒𝚊𝚖 𝚊̀ 𝚌𝚊𝚋𝚊𝚗𝚊 𝚍𝚘 𝚊𝚗𝚌𝚒𝚊̃𝚘, 𝚘 𝚍𝚛𝚊𝚐𝚊̃𝚘𝚣𝚒𝚗𝚑𝚘 𝚜𝚎𝚐𝚞𝚒𝚞 𝚊𝚘 𝚕𝚊𝚍𝚘 𝚍𝚎𝚕𝚎𝚜, 𝚎𝚖𝚒𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚍𝚘 𝚜𝚘𝚗𝚜 𝚍𝚎 𝚌𝚘𝚗𝚝𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚊𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚘. 𝙰𝚘 𝚌𝚑𝚎𝚐𝚊𝚛𝚎𝚖, 𝚎𝚗𝚌𝚘𝚗𝚝𝚛𝚊𝚛𝚊𝚖 𝚂𝚎𝚋𝚊𝚜𝚝𝚒𝚊̃𝚘, 𝚚𝚞𝚎 𝚘𝚜 𝚛𝚎𝚌𝚎𝚋𝚎𝚞 𝚌𝚘𝚖 𝚞𝚖 𝚜𝚘𝚛𝚛𝚒𝚜𝚘 𝚊𝚌𝚘𝚕𝚑𝚎𝚍𝚘𝚛.

𝐒𝐞𝐛𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐢𝐚̃𝐨

𝑨𝒉, 𝒖𝒎 𝒑𝒆𝒒𝒖𝒆𝒏𝒐 𝒅𝒓𝒂𝒈𝒂̃𝒐! 

💭ᴛɪɴᴅᴏ ᴍᴇᴜs ᴏʟʜᴏs ʙʀɪʟʜᴀʀᴇᴍ ᴅᴇ ɪɴᴛᴇʀᴇssᴇ.💭

𝑵𝒂̃𝒐 𝒗𝒆𝒋𝒐 𝒖𝒎 𝒅𝒆𝒔𝒔𝒆𝒔 𝒉𝒂́ 𝒎𝒖𝒊𝒕𝒐 𝒂𝒏𝒐𝒔. 𝑶𝒏𝒅𝒆 𝒐 𝒆𝒏𝒄𝒐𝒏𝒕𝒓𝒂𝒓𝒂𝒎?

𝐃𝐫𝐚𝐤𝐞 

𝑬𝒍𝒆 𝒂𝒑𝒂𝒓𝒆𝒄𝒆𝒖 𝒏𝒂 𝒃𝒐𝒓𝒅𝒂 𝒅𝒂 𝒇𝒍𝒐𝒓𝒆𝒔𝒕𝒂

💭Exᴘʟɪᴄᴏ, ᴍᴀɴᴛᴇɴᴅᴏ ᴍɪɴʜᴀ ᴠᴏᴢ ғɪʀᴍᴇ.💭

𝑨𝒄𝒉𝒂𝒎𝒐𝒔 𝒒𝒖𝒆 𝒗𝒐𝒄𝒆̂ 𝒑𝒐𝒅𝒆𝒓𝒊𝒂 𝒏𝒐𝒔 𝒂𝒋𝒖𝒅𝒂𝒓 𝒂 𝒅𝒆𝒔𝒄𝒐𝒃𝒓𝒊𝒓 𝒅𝒆 𝒐𝒏𝒅𝒆 𝒆𝒍𝒆 𝒗𝒆𝒊𝒐 𝒆 𝒐 𝒒𝒖𝒆 𝒅𝒆𝒗𝒆𝒎𝒐𝒔 𝒇𝒂𝒛𝒆𝒓.

𝐒𝐞𝐛𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐢𝐚̃𝐨 

💭Assɪɴᴛᴏ ᴇɴǫᴜᴀɴᴛᴏ ᴇxᴀᴍɪɴᴏ ᴏ ᴅʀᴀɢᴀ̃ᴏᴢɪɴʜᴏ ᴄᴏᴍ ᴄᴜɪᴅᴀᴅᴏ.💭

𝑬𝒔𝒔𝒆𝒔 𝒑𝒆𝒒𝒖𝒆𝒏𝒐𝒔 𝒔𝒂̃𝒐 𝒓𝒂𝒓𝒐𝒔 𝒆 𝒎𝒖𝒊𝒕𝒂𝒔 𝒗𝒆𝒛𝒆𝒔 𝒔𝒂̃𝒐 𝒎𝒆𝒏𝒔𝒂𝒈𝒆𝒊𝒓𝒐𝒔 𝒅𝒆 𝒂𝒍𝒈𝒐 𝒎𝒂𝒊𝒐𝒓. 𝑷𝒓𝒆𝒄𝒊𝒔𝒂𝒎𝒐𝒔 𝒅𝒆𝒔𝒄𝒐𝒃𝒓𝒊𝒓 𝒐 𝒒𝒖𝒆 𝒕𝒓𝒐𝒖𝒙𝒆 𝒆𝒔𝒕𝒆 𝒋𝒐𝒗𝒆𝒎 𝒂𝒕𝒆́ 𝒏𝒐́𝒔.

𝙳𝚎 𝚛𝚎𝚙𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚎, 𝚘 𝚍𝚛𝚊𝚐𝚊̃𝚘 𝚜𝚘𝚕𝚝𝚘𝚞 𝚞𝚖 𝚛𝚞𝚐𝚒𝚍𝚘 𝚜𝚞𝚊𝚟𝚎, 𝚘𝚕𝚑𝚊𝚗𝚍𝚘 𝚙𝚊𝚛𝚊 𝚊 𝚏𝚕𝚘𝚛𝚎𝚜𝚝𝚊 𝚌𝚘𝚖 𝚞𝚖 𝚘𝚕𝚑𝚊𝚛 𝚙𝚛𝚎𝚘𝚌𝚞𝚙𝚊𝚍𝚘.

𝐋𝐲𝐫𝐚

💭Fʀᴀɴᴢᴏ ᴀ ᴛᴇsᴛᴀ, ᴄᴏᴍᴘʀᴇᴇɴᴅᴇɴᴅᴏ ᴀ ᴍᴇɴsᴀɢᴇᴍ sɪʟᴇɴᴄɪᴏsᴀ ᴅᴀ ᴄʀɪᴀᴛᴜʀᴀ.💭

𝑨𝒄𝒉𝒐 𝒒𝒖𝒆 𝒆𝒍𝒆 𝒆𝒔𝒕𝒂́ 𝒕𝒆𝒏𝒕𝒂𝒏𝒅𝒐 𝒏𝒐𝒔 𝒅𝒊𝒛𝒆𝒓 𝒂𝒍𝒈𝒐. 𝑻𝒂𝒍𝒗𝒆𝒛 𝒉𝒂𝒋𝒂 𝒎𝒂𝒊𝒔 𝒅𝒓𝒂𝒈𝒐̃𝒆𝒔 𝒆𝒎 𝒑𝒆𝒓𝒊𝒈𝒐.

𝐃𝐫𝐚𝐤𝐞

💭Cᴏʟᴏᴄᴏ ᴀ ᴍᴀ̃ᴏ ɴᴏ ᴏᴍʙʀᴏ ᴅᴇ Lʏʀᴀ, sᴇɴᴛɪɴᴅᴏ ᴀ ᴄᴏɴᴇxᴀ̃ᴏ ᴇɴᴛʀᴇ ɴᴏ́s.💭

𝑷𝒓𝒆𝒄𝒊𝒔𝒂𝒎𝒐𝒔 𝒊𝒏𝒗𝒆𝒔𝒕𝒊𝒈𝒂𝒓. 𝑵𝒂̃𝒐 𝒑𝒐𝒅𝒆𝒎𝒐𝒔 𝒊𝒈𝒏𝒐𝒓𝒂𝒓 𝒖𝒎 𝒑𝒆𝒅𝒊𝒅𝒐 𝒅𝒆 𝒂𝒋𝒖𝒅𝒂.

𝐒𝐞𝐛𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐢𝐚̃𝐨

💭Cᴏɴᴄᴏʀᴅᴏ ᴇᴍ sɪʟᴇ̂ɴᴄɪᴏ.💭

𝑽𝒂̃𝒐, 𝒎𝒂𝒔 𝒔𝒆𝒋𝒂𝒎 𝒄𝒖𝒊𝒅𝒂𝒅𝒐𝒔𝒐𝒔. 𝑨 𝒇𝒍𝒐𝒓𝒆𝒔𝒕𝒂 𝒑𝒐𝒅𝒆 𝒔𝒆𝒓 𝒕𝒓𝒂𝒊𝒄̧𝒐𝒆𝒊𝒓𝒂, 𝒎𝒆𝒔𝒎𝒐 𝒑𝒂𝒓𝒂 𝒈𝒖𝒆𝒓𝒓𝒆𝒊𝒓𝒐𝒔 𝒄𝒐𝒎𝒐 𝒗𝒐𝒄𝒆̂𝒔.

𝐋𝐲𝐫𝐚

💭Pʀᴇᴘᴀʀᴀᴍᴏs ɴᴏssᴀs ᴀʀᴍᴀs ᴇ sᴜᴘʀɪᴍᴇɴᴛᴏs ʀᴀᴘɪᴅᴀᴍᴇɴᴛᴇ. Aɴᴛᴇs ᴅᴇ ᴘᴀʀᴛɪʀ, ɪɴᴄʟɪɴᴏ-ᴍᴇ ᴘᴀʀᴀ ᴏ ᴅʀᴀɢᴀ̃ᴏᴢɪɴʜᴏ, ᴅᴇsᴇᴊᴀɴᴅᴏ ᴘʀᴏᴛᴇɢᴇ̂-ʟᴏ.💭

𝑭𝒊𝒒𝒖𝒆 𝒂𝒒𝒖𝒊 𝒆 𝒄𝒖𝒊𝒅𝒆 𝒅𝒆 𝒏𝒐𝒔𝒔𝒂 𝒗𝒊𝒍𝒂, 𝒑𝒆𝒒𝒖𝒆𝒏𝒐. 𝑽𝒐𝒍𝒕𝒂𝒓𝒆𝒎𝒐𝒔 𝒆𝒎 𝒃𝒓𝒆𝒗𝒆.

𝙲𝚘𝚖 𝚒𝚜𝚜𝚘, 𝚘𝚜 𝚍𝚘𝚒𝚜 𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚛𝚊𝚛𝚊𝚖 𝚗𝚊 𝚏𝚕𝚘𝚛𝚎𝚜𝚝𝚊, 𝚜𝚎𝚐𝚞𝚒𝚗𝚍𝚘 𝚘 𝚒𝚗𝚜𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚝𝚘 𝚎 𝚘𝚜 𝚛𝚊𝚜𝚝𝚛𝚘𝚜 𝚍𝚎𝚒𝚡𝚊𝚍𝚘𝚜 𝚙𝚎𝚕𝚘 𝚍𝚛𝚊𝚐𝚊̃𝚘𝚣𝚒𝚗𝚑𝚘. 𝙰 𝚏𝚕𝚘𝚛𝚎𝚜𝚝𝚊 𝚎𝚛𝚊 𝚍𝚎𝚗𝚜𝚊 𝚎 𝚖𝚒𝚜𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚒𝚘𝚜𝚊, 𝚌𝚘𝚖 𝚜𝚘𝚖𝚋𝚛𝚊𝚜 𝚍𝚊𝚗𝚌̧𝚊𝚗𝚍𝚘 𝚊𝚘 𝚛𝚎𝚍𝚘𝚛 𝚍𝚎𝚕𝚎𝚜. 𝙳𝚛𝚊𝚔𝚎 𝚎 𝙻𝚢𝚛𝚊 𝚊𝚟𝚊𝚗𝚌̧𝚊𝚛𝚊𝚖 𝚌𝚊𝚞𝚝𝚎𝚕𝚘𝚜𝚊𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚎, 𝚊𝚝𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚘𝚜 𝚊 𝚚𝚞𝚊𝚕𝚚𝚞𝚎𝚛 𝚜𝚒𝚗𝚊𝚕 𝚍𝚎 𝚙𝚎𝚛𝚒𝚐𝚘.

𝐃𝐫𝐚𝐤𝐞

𝑬𝒔𝒔𝒂 𝒇𝒍𝒐𝒓𝒆𝒔𝒕𝒂 𝒔𝒆𝒎𝒑𝒓𝒆 𝒑𝒂𝒓𝒆𝒄𝒆 𝒕𝒆𝒓 𝒂𝒍𝒈𝒐 𝒆𝒔𝒄𝒐𝒏𝒅𝒊𝒅𝒐. 

💭Cᴏᴍᴇɴᴛᴏ ᴇᴍ ᴠᴏᴢ ʙᴀɪxᴀ, ᴍᴀɴᴛᴇɴᴅᴏ ᴏ ᴛᴏᴍ ᴄᴏɴᴛʀᴏʟᴀᴅᴏ.💭

𝑴𝒂𝒔 𝒆𝒔𝒕𝒂𝒎𝒐𝒔 𝒑𝒓𝒐𝒏𝒕𝒐𝒔 𝒑𝒂𝒓𝒂 𝒒𝒖𝒂𝒍𝒒𝒖𝒆𝒓 𝒄𝒐𝒊𝒔𝒂.

𝐋𝐲𝐫𝐚

💭Assɪɴᴛᴏ, ᴍᴀɴᴛᴇɴᴅᴏ ᴏ ᴀʀᴄᴏ ᴘʀᴇᴘᴀʀᴀᴅᴏ ᴘᴀʀᴀ ǫᴜᴀʟǫᴜᴇʀ sɪᴛᴜᴀᴄ̧ᴀ̃ᴏ.💭

𝑬 𝒗𝒂𝒎𝒐𝒔 𝒅𝒆𝒔𝒄𝒐𝒃𝒓𝒊𝒓 𝒐 𝒒𝒖𝒆 𝒆𝒔𝒕𝒂́ 𝒂𝒄𝒐𝒏𝒕𝒆𝒄𝒆𝒏𝒅𝒐. 𝑱𝒖𝒏𝒕𝒐𝒔.

𝙳𝚎 𝚛𝚎𝚙𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚎, 𝚘𝚞𝚟𝚒𝚛𝚊𝚖 𝚞𝚖 𝚜𝚘𝚖 𝚎𝚜𝚝𝚛𝚊𝚗𝚑𝚘, 𝚌𝚘𝚖𝚘 𝚘 𝚋𝚊𝚝𝚎𝚛 𝚍𝚎 𝚊𝚜𝚊𝚜 𝚙𝚎𝚜𝚊𝚍𝚊𝚜. 𝚂𝚎𝚐𝚞𝚒𝚗𝚍𝚘 𝚘 𝚜𝚘𝚖, 𝚌𝚑𝚎𝚐𝚊𝚛𝚊𝚖 𝚊 𝚞𝚖𝚊 𝚌𝚕𝚊𝚛𝚎𝚒𝚛𝚊 𝚘𝚗𝚍𝚎 𝚎𝚗𝚌𝚘𝚗𝚝𝚛𝚊𝚛𝚊𝚖 𝚞𝚖 𝚗𝚒𝚗𝚑𝚘 𝚍𝚎 𝚍𝚛𝚊𝚐𝚘̃𝚎𝚜. 𝚅𝚊́𝚛𝚒𝚘𝚜 𝚍𝚛𝚊𝚐𝚘̃𝚎𝚜 𝚋𝚎𝚋𝚎̂𝚜 𝚎𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚟𝚊𝚖 𝚙𝚛𝚎𝚜𝚘𝚜 𝚎𝚖 𝚞𝚖𝚊 𝚊𝚛𝚖𝚊𝚍𝚒𝚕𝚑𝚊 𝚖𝚊́𝚐𝚒𝚌𝚊, 𝚜𝚞𝚊𝚜 𝚊𝚜𝚊𝚜 𝚝𝚛𝚎𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚍𝚘 𝚍𝚎 𝚖𝚎𝚍𝚘.

𝐃𝐫𝐚𝐤𝐞

𝐏𝐫𝐞𝐜𝐢𝐬𝐚𝐦𝐨𝐬 𝐥𝐢𝐛𝐞𝐫𝐭𝐚́-𝐥𝐨𝐬.

💭Fᴀʟᴏ, ᴇɴǫᴜᴀɴᴛᴏ ᴏʙsᴇʀᴠᴏ ᴀs ʀᴜɴᴀs ʙʀɪʟʜᴀɴᴅᴏ ᴀᴏ ʀᴇᴅᴏʀ ᴅᴀ ᴀʀᴍᴀᴅɪʟʜᴀ.💭

𝑴𝒂𝒔 𝒅𝒆𝒗𝒆𝒎𝒐𝒔 𝒔𝒆𝒓 𝒄𝒖𝒊𝒅𝒂𝒅𝒐𝒔𝒐𝒔 𝒑𝒂𝒓𝒂 𝒏𝒂̃𝒐 𝒂𝒕𝒊𝒗𝒂𝒓 𝒏𝒆𝒏𝒉𝒖𝒎𝒂 𝒑𝒓𝒐𝒕𝒆𝒄̧𝒂̃𝒐 𝒎𝒂́𝒈𝒊𝒄𝒂.

𝐋𝐲𝐫𝐚

💭Esᴛᴜᴅᴏ ᴀs ʀᴜɴᴀs, ʙᴜsᴄᴀɴᴅᴏ ᴜᴍᴀ ᴍᴀɴᴇɪʀᴀ ᴅᴇ ᴅᴇsᴀᴛɪᴠᴀʀ ᴀ ᴀʀᴍᴀᴅɪʟʜᴀ.💭

𝑨𝒄𝒉𝒐 𝒒𝒖𝒆 𝒑𝒐𝒔𝒔𝒐 𝒅𝒆𝒔𝒇𝒂𝒛𝒆𝒓 𝒊𝒔𝒔𝒐, 𝒎𝒂𝒔 𝒑𝒓𝒆𝒄𝒊𝒔𝒐 𝒅𝒆 𝒕𝒆𝒎𝒑𝒐.

𝐃𝐫𝐚𝐤𝐞

💭Eɴǫᴜᴀɴᴛᴏ Lʏʀᴀ ᴛʀᴀʙᴀʟʜᴀ ɴᴀs ʀᴜɴᴀs, ᴍᴀɴᴛᴇɴʜᴏ ᴀ ɢᴜᴀʀᴅᴀ, ᴀᴛᴇɴᴛᴏ ᴀ ǫᴜᴀʟǫᴜᴇʀ sɪɴᴀʟ ᴅᴇ ᴘᴇʀɪɢᴏ.💭

𝑽𝒐𝒄𝒆̂ 𝒄𝒐𝒏𝒔𝒆𝒈𝒖𝒆, 𝑳𝒚𝒓𝒂. 𝑪𝒐𝒏𝒇𝒊𝒐 𝒆𝒎 𝒗𝒐𝒄𝒆̂.

𝙳𝚎𝚙𝚘𝚒𝚜 𝚍𝚎 𝚊𝚕𝚐𝚞𝚗𝚜 𝚖𝚒𝚗𝚞𝚝𝚘𝚜 𝚝𝚎𝚗𝚜𝚘𝚜, 𝙻𝚢𝚛𝚊 𝚏𝚒𝚗𝚊𝚕𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚎 𝚌𝚘𝚗𝚜𝚎𝚐𝚞𝚒𝚞 𝚍𝚎𝚜𝚊𝚝𝚒𝚟𝚊𝚛 𝚊 𝚊𝚛𝚖𝚊𝚍𝚒𝚕𝚑𝚊. 𝙾𝚜 𝚍𝚛𝚊𝚐𝚘̃𝚎𝚜 𝚋𝚎𝚋𝚎̂𝚜 𝚜𝚎 𝚕𝚒𝚋𝚎𝚛𝚝𝚊𝚛𝚊𝚖, 𝚟𝚘𝚊𝚗𝚍𝚘 𝚊𝚘 𝚛𝚎𝚍𝚘𝚛 𝚎𝚖 𝚞𝚖 𝚊𝚕𝚟𝚘𝚛𝚘𝚌̧𝚘 𝚍𝚎 𝚊𝚕𝚎𝚐𝚛𝚒𝚊 𝚎 𝚐𝚛𝚊𝚝𝚒𝚍𝚊̃𝚘.

𝐋𝐲𝐫𝐚

𝑪𝒐𝒏𝒔𝒆𝒈𝒖𝒊𝒎𝒐𝒔!

💭Exᴄʟᴀᴍᴏ, sᴏʀʀɪɴᴅᴏ ᴀᴏ ᴠᴇʀ ᴏs ᴅʀᴀɢᴏ̃ᴇs sᴇ ʀᴇᴜɴɪɴᴅᴏ ᴀᴏ ɴᴏssᴏ ʀᴇᴅᴏʀ.💭

𝙼𝚊𝚜 𝚊𝚗𝚝𝚎𝚜 𝚚𝚞𝚎 𝚙𝚞𝚍𝚎𝚜𝚜𝚎𝚖 𝚌𝚘𝚖𝚎𝚖𝚘𝚛𝚊𝚛, 𝚞𝚖𝚊 𝚏𝚒𝚐𝚞𝚛𝚊 𝚜𝚘𝚖𝚋𝚛𝚒𝚊 𝚎𝚖𝚎𝚛𝚐𝚒𝚞 𝚍𝚊 𝚏𝚕𝚘𝚛𝚎𝚜𝚝𝚊. 𝙴𝚛𝚊 𝚞𝚖𝚊 𝚏𝚎𝚒𝚝𝚒𝚌𝚎𝚒𝚛𝚊, 𝚘𝚜 𝚜𝚎𝚞𝚜 𝚘𝚕𝚑𝚘𝚜 𝚋𝚛𝚒𝚕𝚑𝚊𝚟𝚊𝚖 𝚌𝚘𝚖 𝚞𝚖𝚊 𝚕𝚞𝚣 𝚜𝚒𝚗𝚒𝚜𝚝𝚛𝚊. 

𝑽𝒂𝒎𝒐𝒔 𝒗𝒆𝒓 𝒔𝒆 𝒗𝒐𝒄𝒆̂𝒔 𝒔𝒂̃𝒐 𝒕𝒂̃𝒐 𝒗𝒂𝒍𝒆𝒏𝒕𝒆𝒔 𝒒𝒖𝒂𝒏𝒕𝒐 𝒅𝒊𝒛𝒆𝒎. 𝒗𝒐𝒄𝒆̂𝒔 𝒐𝒖𝒔𝒂𝒓𝒂𝒎 𝒊𝒏𝒕𝒆𝒓𝒇𝒆𝒓𝒊𝒓 𝒏𝒐𝒔 𝒎𝒆𝒖𝒔 𝒑𝒍𝒂𝒏𝒐𝒔!

𝐃𝐫𝐚𝐤𝐞

💭Lᴇᴠᴀɴᴛᴏ ᴍɪɴʜᴀ ᴇsᴘᴀᴅᴀ, ᴘʀᴇᴘᴀʀᴀᴅᴏ ᴘᴀʀᴀ ᴘʀᴏᴛᴇɢᴇʀ Lʏʀᴀ ᴇ ᴏs ᴅʀᴀɢᴏ̃ᴇs.💭

𝑵𝒂̃𝒐 𝒗𝒂𝒎𝒐𝒔 𝒑𝒆𝒓𝒎𝒊𝒕𝒊𝒓 𝒒𝒖𝒆 𝒗𝒐𝒄𝒆̂ 𝒎𝒂𝒄𝒉𝒖𝒒𝒖𝒆 𝒆𝒔𝒔𝒂𝒔 𝒄𝒓𝒊𝒂𝒕𝒖𝒓𝒂𝒔.

𝙰 𝚏𝚎𝚒𝚝𝚒𝚌𝚎𝚒𝚛𝚊 𝚛𝚒𝚞, 𝚕𝚎𝚟𝚊𝚗𝚝𝚊𝚗𝚍𝚘 𝚊𝚜 𝚖𝚊̃𝚘𝚜 𝚎 𝚌𝚘𝚗𝚓𝚞𝚛𝚊𝚗𝚍𝚘 𝚞𝚖 𝚏𝚎𝚒𝚝𝚒𝚌̧𝚘.

𝑽𝒂𝒎𝒐𝒔 𝒗𝒆𝒓 𝒔𝒆 𝒗𝒐𝒄𝒆̂𝒔 𝒔𝒂̃𝒐 𝒕𝒂̃𝒐 𝒗𝒂𝒍𝒆𝒏𝒕𝒆𝒔 𝒒𝒖𝒂𝒏𝒕𝒐 𝒅𝒊𝒛𝒆𝒎.

𝙰 𝚋𝚊𝚝𝚊𝚕𝚑𝚊 𝚌𝚘𝚖𝚎𝚌̧𝚘𝚞, 𝚌𝚑𝚎𝚒𝚊 𝚍𝚎 𝚜𝚞𝚜𝚙𝚎𝚗𝚜𝚎 𝚎 𝚙𝚎𝚛𝚒𝚐𝚘. 𝙳𝚛𝚊𝚔𝚎 𝚎 𝙻𝚢𝚛𝚊 𝚕𝚞𝚝𝚊𝚛𝚊𝚖 𝚌𝚘𝚖 𝚌𝚘𝚛𝚊𝚐𝚎𝚖, 𝚜𝚞𝚊𝚜 𝚑𝚊𝚋𝚒𝚕𝚒𝚍𝚊𝚍𝚎𝚜 𝚌𝚘𝚖𝚋𝚒𝚗𝚊𝚍𝚊𝚜 𝚌𝚛𝚒𝚊𝚗𝚍𝚘 𝚞𝚖𝚊 𝚜𝚒𝚗𝚏𝚘𝚗𝚒𝚊 𝚍𝚎 𝚏𝚘𝚛𝚌̧𝚊 𝚎 𝚎𝚜𝚝𝚛𝚊𝚝𝚎́𝚐𝚒𝚊. 𝙰 𝚏𝚎𝚒𝚝𝚒𝚌𝚎𝚒𝚛𝚊 𝚕𝚊𝚗𝚌̧𝚘𝚞 𝚏𝚎𝚒𝚝𝚒𝚌̧𝚘𝚜 𝚙𝚘𝚍𝚎𝚛𝚘𝚜𝚘𝚜, 𝚖𝚊𝚜 𝚊 𝚍𝚎𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚖𝚒𝚗𝚊𝚌̧𝚊̃𝚘 𝚍𝚎𝚕𝚎𝚜 𝚎𝚛𝚊 𝚒𝚗𝚚𝚞𝚎𝚋𝚛𝚊́𝚟𝚎𝚕.

𝙽𝚘 𝚖𝚘𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚘 𝚌𝚞𝚕𝚖𝚒𝚗𝚊𝚗𝚝𝚎 𝚍𝚊 𝚋𝚊𝚝𝚊𝚕𝚑𝚊, 𝙻𝚢𝚛𝚊 𝚍𝚒𝚜𝚙𝚊𝚛𝚘𝚞 𝚞𝚖𝚊 𝚏𝚕𝚎𝚌𝚑𝚊 𝚍𝚒𝚛𝚎𝚝𝚊𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚎 𝚗𝚘 𝚌𝚘𝚛𝚊𝚌̧𝚊̃𝚘 𝚍𝚊 𝚏𝚎𝚒𝚝𝚒𝚌𝚎𝚒𝚛𝚊, 𝚚𝚞𝚎𝚋𝚛𝚊𝚗𝚍𝚘 𝚜𝚎𝚞 𝚏𝚎𝚒𝚝𝚒𝚌̧𝚘 𝚎 𝚍𝚒𝚜𝚜𝚒𝚙𝚊𝚗𝚍𝚘 𝚜𝚞𝚊 𝚖𝚊𝚐𝚒𝚊. 𝙰 𝚏𝚕𝚘𝚛𝚎𝚜𝚝𝚊 𝚏𝚒𝚌𝚘𝚞 𝚎𝚖 𝚜𝚒𝚕𝚎̂𝚗𝚌𝚒𝚘, 𝚌𝚘𝚖 𝚊𝚙𝚎𝚗𝚊𝚜 𝚘 𝚜𝚘𝚖 𝚍𝚘𝚜 𝚍𝚛𝚊𝚐𝚘̃𝚎𝚜 𝚊𝚘 𝚛𝚎𝚍𝚘𝚛 𝚍𝚎𝚕𝚎𝚜.

𝐃𝐫𝐚𝐤𝐞

𝑵𝒐́𝒔 𝒇𝒊𝒛𝒆𝒎𝒐𝒔 𝒊𝒔𝒔𝒐.

💭Fᴀʟᴏ, sᴇɴᴛɪɴᴅᴏ ᴍɪɴʜᴀ ᴠᴏᴢ ᴛʀᴀɴsʙᴏʀᴅᴀʀ ᴅᴇ ᴀʟɪ́ᴠɪᴏ ᴇ ᴏʀɢᴜʟʜᴏ.💭

𝐋𝐲𝐫𝐚

💭Sᴏʀʀɪᴏ, sᴇɴᴛɪɴᴅᴏ ᴍᴇᴜ ᴄᴏʀᴀᴄ̧ᴀ̃ᴏ ᴛʀᴀɴsʙᴏʀᴅᴀʀ ᴅᴇ ᴀᴍᴏʀ ᴇ ᴇsᴘᴇʀᴀɴᴄ̧ᴀ.💭

𝑺𝒊𝒎, 𝒇𝒊𝒛𝒆𝒎𝒐𝒔. 𝑱𝒖𝒏𝒕𝒐𝒔, 𝒑𝒐𝒅𝒆𝒎𝒐𝒔 𝒆𝒏𝒇𝒓𝒆𝒏𝒕𝒂𝒓 𝒒𝒖𝒂𝒍𝒒𝒖𝒆𝒓 𝒄𝒐𝒊𝒔𝒂.

𝙲𝚘𝚖 𝚘𝚜 𝚍𝚛𝚊𝚐𝚘̃𝚎𝚜 𝚛𝚎𝚌𝚎́𝚖-𝚗𝚊𝚜𝚌𝚒𝚍𝚘𝚜 𝚕𝚒𝚟𝚛𝚎𝚜 𝚎 𝚊 𝚊𝚖𝚎𝚊𝚌̧𝚊 𝚎𝚕𝚒𝚖𝚒𝚗𝚊𝚍𝚊, 𝙳𝚛𝚊𝚔𝚎 𝚎 𝙻𝚢𝚛𝚊 𝚟𝚘𝚕𝚝𝚊𝚛𝚊𝚖 𝚙𝚊𝚛𝚊 𝚊 𝚟𝚒𝚕𝚊, 𝚜𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚍𝚘-𝚜𝚎 𝚖𝚊𝚒𝚜 𝚏𝚘𝚛𝚝𝚎𝚜 𝚎 𝚞𝚗𝚒𝚍𝚘𝚜 𝚍𝚘 𝚚𝚞𝚎 𝚗𝚞𝚗𝚌𝚊. 𝙰 𝚟𝚒𝚕𝚊 𝚘𝚜 𝚛𝚎𝚌𝚎𝚋𝚎𝚞 𝚌𝚘𝚖 𝚊𝚙𝚕𝚊𝚞𝚜𝚘𝚜 𝚎 𝚊𝚋𝚛𝚊𝚌̧𝚘𝚜, 𝚌𝚎𝚕𝚎𝚋𝚛𝚊𝚗𝚍𝚘 𝚜𝚞𝚊 𝚟𝚒𝚝𝚘́𝚛𝚒𝚊 𝚎 𝚊 𝚜𝚎𝚐𝚞𝚛𝚊𝚗𝚌̧𝚊 𝚍𝚘𝚜 𝚍𝚛𝚊𝚐𝚘̃𝚎𝚜.

𝙽𝚊𝚚𝚞𝚎𝚕𝚊 𝚗𝚘𝚒𝚝𝚎, 𝚜𝚘𝚋 𝚊𝚜 𝚎𝚜𝚝𝚛𝚎𝚕𝚊𝚜 𝚋𝚛𝚒𝚕𝚑𝚊𝚗𝚝𝚎𝚜, 𝙳𝚛𝚊𝚔𝚎 𝚎 𝙻𝚢𝚛𝚊 𝚙𝚛𝚘𝚖𝚎𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚊𝚖 𝚌𝚘𝚗𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚞𝚊𝚛 𝚙𝚛𝚘𝚝𝚎𝚐𝚎𝚗𝚍𝚘 𝚜𝚞𝚊 𝚌𝚊𝚜𝚊 𝚎 𝚊𝚚𝚞𝚎𝚕𝚎𝚜 𝚚𝚞𝚎 𝚊𝚖𝚊𝚟𝚊𝚖, 𝚜𝚊𝚋𝚎𝚗𝚍𝚘 𝚚𝚞𝚎, 𝚓𝚞𝚗𝚝𝚘𝚜, 𝚙𝚘𝚍𝚎𝚛𝚒𝚊𝚖 𝚎𝚗𝚏𝚛𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚊𝚛 𝚚𝚞𝚊𝚕𝚚𝚞𝚎𝚛 𝚍𝚎𝚜𝚊𝚏𝚒𝚘 𝚚𝚞𝚎 𝚘 𝚏𝚞𝚝𝚞𝚛𝚘 𝚕𝚑𝚎𝚜 𝚛𝚎𝚜𝚎𝚛𝚟𝚊𝚜𝚜𝚎. 𝙴 𝚊𝚜𝚜𝚒𝚖, 𝚎𝚖 𝙰𝚛𝚍𝚘𝚛, 𝚘 𝚊𝚖𝚘𝚛 𝚟𝚎𝚛𝚍𝚊𝚍𝚎𝚒𝚛𝚘 𝚎 𝚊 𝚌𝚘𝚛𝚊𝚐𝚎𝚖 𝚌𝚘𝚗𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚞𝚊𝚟𝚊𝚖 𝚊 𝚐𝚞𝚒𝚊𝚛 𝚜𝚞𝚊𝚜 𝚓𝚘𝚛𝚗𝚊𝚍𝚊𝚜, 𝚝𝚛𝚊𝚣𝚎𝚗𝚍𝚘 𝚎𝚜𝚙𝚎𝚛𝚊𝚗𝚌̧𝚊 𝚎 𝚕𝚞𝚣 𝚖𝚎𝚜𝚖𝚘 𝚗𝚘𝚜 𝚖𝚘𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚘𝚜 𝚖𝚊𝚒𝚜 𝚜𝚘𝚖𝚋𝚛𝚒𝚘𝚜.

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