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𝐘𝐎𝐔𝐑 𝐇𝐄𝐀𝐕𝐘, 𝐓𝐇𝐈𝐂𝐊 𝐓𝐎𝐍𝐆𝐔𝐄 𝐒𝐋𝐎𝐖𝐒 𝐌𝐘 𝐉𝐀𝐖 𝐓𝐎 𝐁𝐈𝐓𝐄.
𝐘𝐎𝐔𝐑 𝐓𝐑𝐘𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐂𝐀𝐍𝐍𝐎𝐓 𝐁𝐄 𝐄𝐒𝐂𝐀𝐏𝐄𝐃, 𝐈𝐓'𝐒 𝐘𝐎𝐔𝐑 𝐓𝐀𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐅𝐔𝐋 𝐏𝐄𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐓𝐇𝐀𝐓 𝐈 𝐋𝐈𝐊𝐄.
𝐘𝐎𝐔𝐑 𝐁𝐈𝐓𝐓𝐄𝐑 𝐒𝐓𝐈𝐂𝐊𝐒 𝐓𝐎 𝐌𝐘 𝐑𝐎𝐎𝐅 𝐀𝐍𝐃 𝐌𝐘 𝐓𝐎𝐍𝐆𝐔𝐄 𝐋𝐀𝐏𝐒 𝐈𝐓.
𝐈 𝐀𝐌 𝐂𝐋𝐀𝐖𝐈𝐍𝐆, 𝐃𝐑𝐎𝐎𝐋𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐖𝐇𝐀𝐓 𝐋𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐄𝐑𝐒,
𝐁𝐔𝐓 𝐀 𝐂𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐓𝐔𝐑𝐄 𝐏𝐀𝐍𝐓𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐀𝐍𝐃 𝐅𝐎𝐀𝐌𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐈𝐓.
𝐀𝐍 𝐀𝐋𝐋𝐄𝐘 𝐃𝐎𝐆 𝐖𝐈𝐓𝐇 𝐒𝐎𝐌𝐄𝐓𝐇𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐂𝐇𝐄𝐀𝐏
𝐈𝐒 𝐒𝐏𝐎𝐈𝐋𝐄𝐃 𝐒𝐖𝐄𝐄𝐓.
𝐀 𝐆𝐋𝐈𝐌𝐏𝐒𝐄 𝐎𝐅 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐌𝐔𝐒𝐂𝐋𝐄 𝐎𝐍 𝐘𝐎𝐔𝐑 𝐒𝐇𝐎𝐔𝐋𝐃𝐄𝐑,
𝐀𝐍𝐃 𝐈 𝐀𝐌 𝐓𝐇𝐀𝐓 𝐃𝐎𝐆 𝐖𝐈𝐓𝐇 𝐁𝐋𝐎𝐎𝐃-𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐈𝐍𝐄𝐃 𝐏𝐈𝐍𝐊 𝐓𝐄𝐄𝐓𝐇.
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