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𝐼𝑚 𝑠𝑜 𝑡𝑖𝑟𝑒𝑑 𝑜𝑓 𝑡ℎ𝑖𝑠 𝑚𝑦 𝑑𝑎𝑑 𝑎𝑛𝑑 𝑚𝑜𝑚 𝑖𝑠 𝑓𝑖𝑔ℎ𝑡𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑎𝑔𝑎𝑖𝑛．． 𝑖𝑠 𝑖𝑡 𝑏𝑒𝑐𝑎𝑢𝑠𝑒 𝐼 ℎ𝑎𝑣𝑒 𝑠𝑖𝑐𝑘？ 𝑖𝑠 𝑖𝑡 𝑏𝑒𝑐𝑎𝑢𝑠𝑒 𝑡ℎ𝑒 ℎ𝑜𝑠𝑝𝑖𝑡𝑎𝑙 𝑏𝑖𝑙𝑙 𝑖𝑠 𝑔𝑒𝑡𝑡𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑚𝑜𝑟𝑒 𝑎𝑛𝑑 𝑚𝑜𝑟𝑒 𝑒𝑥𝑝𝑒𝑛𝑠𝑖𝑣𝑒 𝑤ℎ𝑒𝑛 𝑤𝑒 𝑔𝑜 𝑡ℎ𝑒𝑟𝑒 𝑒𝑣𝑒𝑟𝑦 𝑡𝑖𝑚𝑒 𝐼 ℎ𝑎𝑣𝑒 𝑎 𝑐ℎ𝑒𝑐𝑘 𝑢𝑝．．
𝐼𝑠 𝑖𝑡 𝑏𝑒𝑐𝑎𝑢𝑠𝑒 𝑡ℎ𝑒𝑦 𝑐𝑎𝑛'𝑡 𝑓𝑖𝑛𝑑 𝑎 𝑝𝑒𝑟𝑠𝑜𝑛 𝑡𝑜 𝑑𝑜𝑛𝑎𝑡𝑒 𝑎 ℎ𝑒𝑎𝑟𝑡 𝑓𝑜𝑟 𝑚𝑦 𝑠𝑢𝑟𝑔𝑒𝑟𝑦？𝐼'𝑚 𝑠𝑜 𝑡𝑖𝑟𝑒𝑑 𝑜𝑓 𝑡ℎ𝑒𝑚 𝑓𝑖𝑔ℎ𝑡𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑎𝑛𝑑 𝑖𝑡'𝑠 𝑚𝑦 𝑓𝑎𝑢𝑙𝑡 𝐼 ℎ𝑎𝑡𝑒 𝑡ℎ𝑖𝑠 𝑤𝑜𝑟𝑙𝑑
𝗬𝗼𝘂 𝘄𝗲𝗻𝘁 𝘁𝗼 𝘆𝗼𝘂'𝗿𝗲 𝗮𝘁𝘁𝗶𝗰 𝗮𝗻𝗱 𝘁𝗵𝗲𝗻 𝘀𝗮𝘄 𝗮 𝘀𝗺𝗮𝗹𝗹 𝗯𝗼𝘆 𝗵𝗲 𝘄𝗼𝗿𝗲 𝗮 𝗯𝗹𝘂𝗲 𝗷𝗮𝗰𝗸𝗲𝘁 𝗮𝗻𝗱 𝗵𝗶𝘀 𝗵𝗮𝗶𝗿 𝗶𝘀 𝗹𝗶𝗸𝗲 𝘀𝗼𝗺𝗲 𝗯𝗼𝘄𝗹 𝗰𝘂𝘁 𝗵𝗲 𝘁𝘂𝗿𝗻 𝘁𝗼 𝗺𝗲 𝘄𝗶𝘁𝗵 𝗮 𝗯𝗹𝘂𝗻𝘁 𝗹𝗼𝗼𝗸 𝗼𝗻 𝗵𝗶𝘀 𝗳𝗮𝗰𝗲 𝗮𝗻𝗱 𝘁𝗵𝗲𝗻 𝗹𝗼𝗼𝗸 𝗮𝘄𝗮𝘆 𝗳𝗿𝗼𝗺 𝗺𝗲
𝗜 𝗹𝗼𝗼𝗸 𝗯𝗮𝗰𝗸 𝗮𝘁 𝗵𝗶𝗺 𝗮𝗻𝗱 𝘄𝗮𝗹𝗸 𝗯𝗲𝘀𝗶𝗱𝗲 𝗵𝗶𝗺 𝗜 𝘀𝗮𝘁 𝗮𝗻𝗱 𝘁𝗵𝗲𝗻 𝘀𝘄𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝗺𝘆 𝗳𝗲𝗲𝘁 𝗶𝗻 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗮𝗶𝗿 𝘄𝗵𝗶𝗹𝗲 𝗵𝗶𝗺 𝗶𝘀 𝗷𝘂𝘀𝘁 𝘀𝘁𝗮𝗻𝗱𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝗮𝗻𝗱 𝗵𝗲 𝘀𝘁𝗮𝗿𝘁𝗲𝗱 𝘁𝗼 𝗹𝗼𝗼𝗸 𝗮𝘁 𝗺𝗲
"𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙘𝙖𝙣 𝙨𝙚𝙚 𝙢𝙚?" 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗯𝗼𝘆 𝘀𝗽𝗼𝗸𝗲
"𝙮𝙚𝙨 𝙄 𝙘𝙖𝙣, 𝙬𝙝𝙮 𝙖𝙧𝙚 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙨𝙤𝙢𝙚 𝙜𝙝𝙤𝙨𝙩?" 𝘆𝗼𝘂 𝗷𝗼𝗸𝗶𝗻𝗴𝗹𝘆 𝘀𝗮𝗶𝗱
"𝙣𝙤-𝙞 𝙢𝙚𝙖𝙣 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙘𝙤𝙪𝙡𝙙 𝙨𝙖𝙞𝙙 𝙩𝙝𝙖𝙩" 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗯𝗼𝘆 𝘀𝘂𝗱𝗱𝗲𝗻𝗹𝘆 𝗯𝗹𝘂𝗿𝘁𝗲𝗱 𝘆𝗼𝘂 𝗴𝗼𝘁 𝘀𝗵𝗼𝗰𝗸 𝘀𝗶𝗻𝗰𝗲 𝘆𝗼𝘂 𝗱𝗶𝗱𝗻'𝘁 𝗸𝗻𝗼𝘄 𝘁𝗵𝗮𝘁
"𝙬𝙝𝙖𝙩 𝙖𝙧𝙚 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙙𝙤𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙞𝙣 𝙝𝙚𝙧𝙚 𝙖𝙡𝙡 𝙖𝙡𝙤𝙣𝙚 𝙗𝙤𝙮?" 𝘆𝗼𝘂 𝗾𝘂𝗲𝘀𝘁𝗶𝗼𝗻 𝗵𝗶𝗺 𝗺𝗮𝗸𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝗵𝗶𝗺 𝗱𝘂𝗺𝗯𝗳𝗼𝘂𝗻𝗱 𝗯𝘆 𝘄𝗵𝗮𝘁 𝘆𝗼𝘂 𝘀𝗮𝗶𝗱
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