𝗴𝗲𝗱𝗶𝗴 𝘃𝗶𝗿 𝗠𝗮
𝙼𝚊, 𝚍𝚒𝚎 𝚕𝚒𝚎𝚍 𝚟𝚊𝚗 𝚓𝚘𝚞 𝚖𝚘𝚗𝚍
𝚠𝚊𝚜 𝚖𝚢 𝚔𝚕𝚊𝚊𝚜𝚟𝚊𝚔𝚒𝚎
𝚝𝚘𝚎 𝚎𝚔 𝚗𝚒𝚎 𝚔𝚘𝚗 𝚜𝚕𝚊𝚊𝚙 𝚗𝚒𝚎
𝚎𝚗 𝚓𝚘𝚞 𝚘ë 𝚟𝚎𝚛𝚜𝚔𝚛𝚒𝚔𝚟𝚘ë𝚕𝚜
𝚝𝚎𝚎𝚗 𝚊𝚕 𝚖𝚢 𝚗𝚊𝚐𝚖𝚎𝚛𝚛𝚒𝚎𝚜
𝙼𝚊, 𝚠𝚊𝚝 𝚑𝚎𝚝 𝚓𝚢 𝙷𝚘𝚖 𝚐𝚎𝚟𝚛𝚊
𝚠𝚊𝚝 𝚖𝚢 𝚟𝚊𝚗𝚍𝚊𝚐 𝚗𝚘𝚐 𝚍𝚛𝚊?
𝙼𝚊, 𝚎𝚔 𝚠𝚎𝚎𝚝 𝚓𝚢 𝚖𝚊𝚊𝚔 𝚐𝚎𝚛𝚎𝚎𝚍
𝚟𝚒𝚛 ‘𝚗 𝚜𝚘𝚗𝚜𝚟𝚎𝚛𝚍𝚞𝚒𝚜𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚒𝚗𝚐
𝚎𝚗 𝚎𝚔 𝚟𝚒𝚛 ‘𝚗 𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚏𝚜𝚋𝚕𝚊𝚊𝚛 𝚜𝚎 𝚟𝚊𝚕
𝙼𝚊, 𝚠𝚊𝚝 𝚖𝚘𝚎𝚝 𝚎𝚔 𝙷𝚘𝚖 𝚟𝚛𝚊
𝚘𝚖 𝚓𝚘𝚞 ‘𝚗 𝚙𝚊𝚊𝚛 𝚜𝚘𝚖𝚎𝚛𝚜 𝚝𝚎 𝚜𝚙𝚊𝚊𝚛?
𝙼𝚊, 𝚖𝚊𝚐 𝚖𝚢 𝚐𝚎𝚍𝚒𝚐
𝚓𝚘𝚞 𝚑𝚘𝚞 𝚋𝚢 𝚖𝚢
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