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𝘊𝘰𝘴𝘢𝘴 𝘥𝘦𝘭 𝘢𝘮𝘰𝘳
𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘳𝘦 𝘵𝘶 𝘺 𝘺𝘰,
𝘥𝘪𝘴𝘵𝘪𝘯𝘵𝘰𝘴
𝘱𝘦𝘳𝘰 𝘪𝘨𝘶𝘢𝘭𝘦𝘴,
𝘴𝘰𝘭𝘰 𝘶𝘯 𝘷𝘦𝘭𝘰
𝘯𝘰𝘴 𝘴𝘦𝘱𝘢𝘳𝘢,
𝘥𝘦𝘵𝘳á𝘴 𝘥𝘦 é𝘭
𝘯𝘰𝘴𝘰𝘵𝘳𝘰𝘴,
𝘤𝘰𝘮𝘰 𝘦𝘯
𝘭𝘰𝘴 𝘤𝘶𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘰𝘴
𝘥𝘦 𝘦𝘯𝘳𝘦𝘥𝘢𝘥𝘢𝘴
𝘳𝘦𝘭𝘢𝘤𝘪𝘰𝘯𝘦𝘴,
𝘲𝘶𝘦 𝘵𝘶 𝘵𝘪𝘳𝘢𝘴
𝘱𝘢𝘳𝘢 𝘶𝘯 𝘭𝘢𝘥𝘰,
𝘲𝘶𝘦 𝘺𝘰 𝘵𝘪𝘳𝘰
𝘱𝘢𝘳𝘢 𝘦𝘭 𝘰𝘵𝘳𝘰,
𝘲𝘶𝘦 𝘵𝘦 𝘨𝘶𝘴𝘵𝘢
𝘦𝘭 𝘳𝘰𝘫𝘰,
𝘲𝘶𝘦 𝘮𝘦 𝘨𝘶𝘴𝘵𝘢
𝘦𝘭 𝘢𝘻𝘶𝘭,
𝘲𝘶𝘦 𝘯𝘰 𝘮𝘦 𝘮𝘪𝘳𝘢𝘴
𝘺 𝘮𝘪𝘳𝘢𝘴 𝘢 𝘰𝘵𝘳𝘢𝘴,
𝘲𝘶𝘦 𝘵𝘶 𝘵𝘢𝘮𝘱𝘰𝘤𝘰
𝘺 𝘮𝘪𝘳𝘢𝘴 𝘢 𝘰𝘵𝘳𝘰𝘴,
𝘱𝘦𝘳𝘰 𝘴𝘪𝘦𝘮𝘱𝘳𝘦
𝘲𝘶é 𝘣𝘪𝘦𝘯 𝘯𝘰𝘴
𝘮𝘪𝘳𝘢𝘮𝘰𝘴 𝘤𝘰𝘯
𝘱𝘢𝘴𝘪ó𝘯 𝘺 𝘥𝘦𝘴𝘦𝘰𝘴,
𝘯𝘰𝘴 𝘥𝘦𝘷𝘰𝘳𝘢𝘮𝘰𝘴
𝘤𝘰𝘯 𝘭𝘰𝘴 𝘰𝘫𝘰𝘴,
𝘵𝘢𝘯 𝘴𝘰𝘭𝘰 𝘶𝘯 𝘨𝘶𝘪ñ𝘰
𝘺 𝘥𝘪𝘳𝘦𝘤𝘵𝘰𝘴 𝘢𝘭 𝘭𝘦𝘤𝘩𝘰,
𝘲𝘶𝘦 𝘦𝘴𝘵𝘦 𝘦𝘴 𝘮𝘪 𝘭𝘢𝘥𝘰,
𝘲𝘶𝘦 𝘤ó𝘳𝘳𝘦𝘵𝘦 𝘶𝘯 𝘱𝘰𝘤𝘰,
𝘱𝘢𝘳𝘢 𝘭𝘶𝘦𝘨𝘰 𝘤𝘰𝘯𝘤𝘭𝘶𝘪𝘳
𝘱𝘦𝘨𝘢𝘥𝘰𝘴 𝘤𝘰𝘮𝘰 𝘴𝘦𝘭𝘭𝘰𝘴,
𝘶𝘯 𝘢𝘮𝘰𝘳 𝘱𝘦𝘯𝘥𝘶𝘭𝘢𝘳
𝘧𝘳á𝘨𝘪𝘭 𝘤𝘰𝘮𝘰 𝘶𝘯 𝘤𝘳𝘪𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘭,
𝘱𝘦𝘳𝘵𝘪𝘯𝘢𝘻 𝘺 𝘦𝘯𝘮𝘢𝘳𝘢ñ𝘢𝘥𝘰
𝘤𝘰𝘯 𝘵𝘰𝘲𝘶𝘦𝘴 𝘴𝘦𝘯𝘴𝘶𝘢𝘭𝘦𝘴,
𝘱𝘦𝘳𝘰 𝘢𝘭 𝘧𝘪𝘯𝘢𝘭 𝘺
𝘱𝘢𝘳𝘢 𝘵𝘰𝘥𝘢 𝘭𝘢 𝘷𝘪𝘥𝘢,
𝘥𝘰𝘴 𝘦𝘴𝘵𝘪𝘭𝘰𝘴 𝘥𝘪𝘴𝘵𝘪𝘯𝘵𝘰𝘴
𝘱𝘰𝘳 𝘶𝘯 𝘮𝘪𝘴𝘮𝘰 𝘤𝘢𝘮𝘪𝘯𝘰.
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