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𝘈ñ𝘰𝘳𝘰 𝘭𝘢
𝘦𝘭𝘦𝘨𝘢𝘯𝘤𝘪𝘢
𝘥𝘦 𝘴𝘶 𝘤𝘶𝘦𝘳𝘱𝘰
𝘢𝘭 𝘱𝘢𝘴𝘢𝘳 𝘢 /
𝘢 𝘮𝘪 𝘭𝘢𝘥𝘰
𝘮𝘪𝘳á𝘯𝘥𝘰𝘮𝘦
𝘥𝘦 𝘴𝘰𝘴𝘭𝘢𝘺𝘰,
𝘢ñ𝘰𝘳𝘰 𝘭𝘢 /
𝘧𝘦𝘭𝘪𝘤𝘪𝘥𝘢𝘥 𝘥𝘦
𝘮𝘪𝘴 𝘭𝘦𝘵𝘳𝘢𝘴
𝘤𝘶𝘢𝘯𝘥𝘰
𝘻𝘶𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘣𝘢𝘯 /
𝘴𝘰𝘣𝘳𝘦
𝘴𝘶 𝘱𝘪𝘦𝘭
𝘵𝘢𝘭 𝘱𝘢𝘭𝘰𝘮𝘰
𝘦𝘯𝘢𝘮𝘰𝘳𝘢𝘥𝘰,
𝘢ñ𝘰𝘳𝘰 𝘴𝘶
𝘰𝘤𝘶𝘳𝘳𝘦𝘯𝘤𝘪𝘢
𝘢𝘭 𝘥𝘦𝘤𝘪𝘳𝘮𝘦
𝘴𝘪𝘯 𝘳𝘶𝘣𝘰𝘳 /
“ 𝘤𝘪𝘦𝘳𝘳𝘢
𝘭𝘰𝘴 𝘰𝘫𝘰𝘴 “,
𝘺 𝘤𝘰𝘯 𝘴𝘶𝘴
𝘳𝘰𝘫𝘰𝘴 𝘭𝘢𝘣𝘪𝘰𝘴 /
𝘮𝘦 𝘥𝘪ó 𝘦𝘭
𝘱𝘳𝘪𝘮𝘦𝘳𝘰 𝘥𝘦
𝘴𝘶𝘴 𝘫𝘶𝘨𝘰𝘴𝘰𝘴
𝘣𝘦𝘴𝘰𝘴,
𝘢ñ𝘰𝘳𝘰 𝘦𝘭
𝘮𝘰𝘮𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘰
𝘤𝘶𝘢𝘯𝘥𝘰 𝘴𝘶
𝘤𝘰𝘳𝘢𝘻ó𝘯 /
𝘺 𝘦𝘭 𝘮í𝘰
𝘥𝘪𝘫𝘦𝘳𝘰𝘯
“ 𝘩𝘢𝘨𝘢𝘮𝘰𝘴
𝘦𝘴𝘰 “ /
𝘱𝘢𝘳𝘢
𝘯𝘶𝘦𝘴𝘵𝘳𝘰
𝘥𝘦𝘭𝘦𝘪𝘵𝘦
𝘦𝘵𝘦𝘳𝘯𝘰,
“ 𝘱𝘦𝘳𝘰 𝘭𝘰
𝘲𝘶𝘦 𝘮á𝘴
𝘢ñ𝘰𝘳𝘰 𝘦𝘴
𝘦𝘴𝘰 𝘲𝘶𝘦 𝘦𝘭𝘭𝘢 /
𝘣𝘪𝘦𝘯 𝘴𝘢𝘣𝘦,
𝘦𝘴𝘤𝘳𝘪𝘣𝘪𝘳
𝘱𝘰𝘦𝘮𝘢𝘴
𝘴𝘪𝘦𝘯𝘥𝘰 𝘮í 𝘮𝘶𝘴𝘢 \",
𝘺 𝘦𝘭 𝘴𝘶𝘦ñ𝘰
𝘴𝘶𝘣𝘭𝘪𝘮𝘦
𝘥𝘦 “ 𝘤𝘳𝘦𝘦𝘳
𝘴𝘦𝘳 𝘴𝘶 𝘥𝘶𝘦ñ𝘰 “.
𝘝í𝘤𝘵𝘰𝘳 𝘉𝘶𝘴𝘵𝘰𝘴 𝘚𝘰𝘭𝘢
𝘌𝘯𝘴𝘢𝘺𝘪𝘴𝘵𝘢
𝘊𝘈𝘙𝘙𝘐𝘓𝘖𝘉𝘖 – 𝘊Ó𝘙𝘋𝘖𝘉𝘈 – 𝘈𝘙𝘎𝘌𝘕𝘛𝘐𝘕𝘈