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𝘜𝘯𝘢 𝘵𝘦𝘯𝘶𝘦 𝘺
𝘴𝘦𝘯𝘴𝘶𝘢𝘭 𝘭𝘭𝘶𝘷𝘪𝘢
𝘢𝘤𝘢𝘳𝘪𝘤𝘪𝘢 𝘭𝘰𝘴
𝘤𝘳𝘪𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘭𝘦𝘴,
𝘦𝘴 𝘮𝘢ñ𝘢𝘯𝘢
𝘰𝘵𝘰ñ𝘢𝘭 𝘥𝘦
𝘰𝘣𝘭𝘪𝘨𝘢𝘥𝘢
𝘴𝘰𝘭𝘦𝘥𝘢𝘥,
𝘴𝘶𝘣𝘦𝘯 𝘺 𝘣𝘢𝘫𝘢𝘯
𝘪𝘯𝘴𝘱𝘪𝘳𝘢𝘤𝘪𝘰𝘯𝘦𝘴
𝘱𝘰𝘳 𝘭𝘢𝘴 𝘱𝘢𝘳𝘦𝘥𝘦𝘴
𝘥𝘦 𝘮𝘪 𝘢𝘱𝘰𝘴𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘰,
𝘴𝘦𝘮𝘦𝘫𝘢𝘯 𝘶𝘯
𝘣𝘳𝘪𝘰𝘴𝘰 𝘤𝘰𝘳𝘤𝘦𝘭
𝘢 𝘨𝘢𝘭𝘰𝘱𝘦
𝘢𝘣𝘪𝘦𝘳𝘵𝘰,
𝘮𝘦 𝘥𝘦𝘴𝘢𝘧í𝘢𝘯
𝘭𝘢𝘴 𝘭𝘦𝘵𝘳𝘢𝘴
𝘤𝘰𝘯 𝘰𝘴𝘢𝘥𝘰𝘴
𝘨𝘢𝘳𝘢𝘣𝘢𝘵𝘰𝘴,
𝘶𝘯𝘢 𝘳𝘪𝘮𝘢 𝘴𝘦
𝘦𝘯𝘤𝘢𝘥𝘦𝘯𝘢 𝘢
𝘮𝘶𝘤𝘩𝘢𝘴 𝘰𝘵𝘳𝘢𝘴
𝘲𝘶𝘦 𝘺𝘢 𝘭𝘰 𝘴𝘰𝘯,
𝘺 𝘢𝘭 𝘳𝘪𝘵𝘮𝘰 𝘥𝘦
𝘮𝘪 𝘤𝘰𝘳𝘢𝘻ó𝘯,
𝘴𝘶𝘳𝘨𝘦𝘯 𝘭𝘰𝘴
𝘱𝘰𝘦𝘮𝘢𝘴,
𝘱𝘰𝘦𝘮𝘢𝘴
𝘱𝘢𝘳𝘢 𝘦𝘭𝘭𝘢,
𝘱𝘰𝘦𝘮𝘢𝘴
𝘱𝘢𝘳𝘢 𝘵𝘪,
𝘱𝘰𝘦𝘮𝘢𝘴
𝘱𝘢𝘳𝘢 𝘵𝘰𝘥𝘢𝘴
𝘲𝘶𝘦 𝘥𝘪𝘤𝘦𝘯
𝘥𝘦𝘭 𝘢𝘮𝘰𝘳,
𝘺 𝘥𝘦 𝘵𝘢𝘯𝘵𝘰𝘴
𝘢𝘵𝘦𝘴𝘰𝘳𝘢𝘥𝘰𝘴
𝘴𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘪𝘳𝘦𝘴 𝘥𝘦
𝘮𝘪 𝘦𝘹𝘪𝘴𝘵𝘦𝘯𝘤𝘪𝘢,
𝘶𝘯 𝘳𝘢𝘺𝘰 𝘥𝘦 𝘭𝘶𝘻
𝘲𝘶𝘦 𝘴𝘢𝘣𝘦
𝘢 𝘳𝘦𝘱𝘢𝘴𝘢
𝘮𝘦𝘮𝘰𝘳𝘪𝘢 /
𝘪𝘭𝘶𝘮𝘪𝘯𝘢
𝘮𝘪 𝘢𝘭𝘮𝘢 𝘺
𝘮𝘪 𝘤𝘶𝘦𝘳𝘱𝘰,
𝘥𝘪𝘤𝘪é𝘯𝘥𝘰𝘮𝘦 𝘵𝘢𝘭 /
𝘴𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳𝘢 𝘴𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘦𝘯𝘤𝘪𝘢,
“ 𝘱𝘪𝘦𝘳𝘥𝘦 𝘥𝘪𝘯𝘦𝘳𝘰,
𝘱𝘪𝘦𝘳𝘥𝘦 𝘦𝘯 𝘭𝘰𝘴 𝘫𝘶𝘦𝘨𝘰𝘴,
𝘱𝘪𝘦𝘳𝘥𝘦 𝘦𝘯 𝘭𝘰 𝘲𝘶𝘦 𝘲𝘶𝘪𝘦𝘳𝘢𝘴 “,
“ 𝘮á𝘴 𝘯𝘶𝘯𝘤𝘢
𝘱𝘪𝘦𝘳𝘥𝘢𝘴 𝘵𝘶𝘴
𝘴𝘶𝘦ñ𝘰𝘴 𝘥𝘦
𝘦𝘴𝘤𝘳𝘪𝘣𝘪𝘳 𝘱𝘰𝘦𝘮𝘢𝘴 “.
𝘝í𝘤𝘵𝘰𝘳 𝘉𝘶𝘴𝘵𝘰𝘴 𝘚𝘰𝘭𝘢
𝘌𝘯𝘴𝘢𝘺𝘪𝘴𝘵𝘢
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