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𝕯𝖊𝖆𝖗 𝕶𝖎𝖑𝖑𝖚𝖆,

𝑻𝒉𝒆𝒚 𝒘𝒆𝒓𝒆 𝒇𝒓𝒊𝒈𝒉𝒕𝒆𝒏𝒆𝒅 𝒃𝒚 𝒚𝒐𝒖𝒓 𝒗𝒆𝒓𝒚 𝒔𝒊𝒈𝒉𝒕, 𝒇𝒐𝒓 𝒚𝒐𝒖𝒓 𝒘𝒉𝒊𝒕𝒆 𝒉𝒂𝒊𝒓 𝒍𝒐𝒐𝒌𝒆𝒅 𝒍𝒊𝒌𝒆 𝒂 𝒈𝒉𝒐𝒔𝒕 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒔𝒉𝒊𝒓𝒕 𝒔𝒕𝒊𝒏𝒌𝒆𝒅, 𝒑𝒂𝒊𝒏𝒕𝒆𝒅 𝒘𝒊𝒕𝒉 𝒃𝒍𝒐𝒐𝒅.

𝒀𝒐𝒖 𝒘𝒆𝒓𝒆 𝒂𝒍𝒊𝒗𝒆 𝒃𝒖𝒕 𝒏𝒐𝒘 𝒕𝒊𝒓𝒆𝒅 𝒐𝒇 𝒃𝒆𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒇𝒆𝒂𝒓𝒆𝒅.

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