༒☬𝓣𝓮 𝓮𝓷𝓬𝓸𝓷𝓽𝓻𝓸 𝓷𝓪𝓼 𝓷𝓸𝓲𝓽𝓮𝓼 𝓪𝓭𝓮𝓷𝓽𝓻𝓸, 𝓷𝓸𝓼 𝓶𝓮𝓾𝓼 𝓼𝓸𝓷𝓱𝓸𝓼 𝓽𝓾 𝓼𝓮 𝓯𝓪𝔃 𝓹𝓻𝓮𝓼𝓮𝓷𝓽𝓮.
𝓽𝓻𝓪𝓰𝓸 𝓮𝓶 𝓶𝓲𝓷𝓱𝓪𝓼 𝓶𝓪𝓻𝓬𝓪𝓼 𝓼𝓪𝓾𝓭𝓪𝓭𝓮𝓼 𝓭𝓸 𝓷ó𝓼.
𝓭𝓸 𝓫𝓮𝓲𝓳𝓸 𝓭𝓪𝓭𝓸, 𝓭𝓸 𝓪𝓫𝓻𝓪ç𝓸 𝓭𝓮𝓶𝓸𝓻𝓪𝓭𝓸,
𝓣𝓮 𝓮𝓷𝓬𝓸𝓷𝓽𝓻𝓸 𝓽𝓸𝓭𝓸𝓼 𝓸𝓼 𝓭𝓲𝓪𝓼 𝓺𝓾𝓪𝓷𝓭𝓸 𝓽𝓸𝓬𝓸 𝓪𝓼 𝓶𝓲𝓷𝓱𝓪𝓼 𝓶𝓮𝓶𝓸𝓻𝓲𝓪𝓼 𝓮 𝓮𝓶 𝓶𝓲𝓷𝓱𝓪 𝓪𝓵𝓶𝓪 𝓽𝓾 𝓯𝓮𝔃 𝓶𝓸𝓻𝓪𝓭𝓲𝓪.
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♥ﮩ٨ـﮩﮩ٨ـﮩﮩ 𝔈𝔰𝔱𝔞𝔪𝔬𝔰 𝔞𝔭𝔢𝔫𝔞𝔰 𝔭𝔞𝔰𝔰𝔞𝔫𝔡𝔬 𝔭𝔢𝔩𝔞 𝔢𝔵𝔦𝔰𝔱𝔢̂𝔫𝔠𝔦𝔞,
𝔰𝔢𝔤𝔲𝔯𝔞𝔫𝔡𝔬 𝔢𝔫𝔱𝔯𝔢 𝔬𝔰 𝔡𝔢𝔡𝔬𝔰 𝔬 𝔮𝔲𝔢 𝔫𝔬𝔰 𝔢𝔰𝔠𝔞𝔭𝔬𝔲 𝔢𝔫𝔱𝔯𝔢 𝔬𝔰 𝔭𝔲𝔩𝔰𝔬𝔰.
𝔠𝔬𝔪𝔬 𝔰𝔢 𝔭𝔲𝔡𝔢̂𝔰𝔰𝔢𝔪𝔬𝔰 𝔠𝔬𝔪𝔭𝔯𝔢𝔢𝔫𝔡𝔢𝔯 𝔱𝔞𝔦𝔰 𝔰𝔢𝔫𝔱𝔦𝔪𝔢𝔫𝔱𝔬𝔰, 𝔮𝔲𝔢 𝔬 𝔞𝔤𝔞𝔯𝔯𝔞𝔪𝔬𝔰 𝔣𝔬𝔯𝔱𝔢𝔪𝔢𝔫𝔱𝔢.
𝔱𝔯𝔞𝔫𝔠𝔞𝔣𝔦𝔞𝔫𝔡𝔬 𝔢𝔪 𝔫𝔬𝔰𝔰𝔬𝔰 𝔪𝔢𝔡𝔬𝔰 𝔬 𝔱𝔞̃𝔬 𝔟𝔢𝔩𝔬 𝔰𝔢𝔫𝔱𝔦𝔯 𝔮𝔲𝔢 𝔢́ 𝔬 𝔡𝔢𝔦𝔵𝔞𝔯 𝔣𝔩𝔲𝔦𝔯.
𝔠𝔬𝔪𝔬 𝔤𝔯𝔞̃𝔬𝔰 𝔢𝔪 𝔲𝔪𝔞 𝔞𝔪𝔭𝔲𝔩𝔥𝔢𝔱𝔞 𝔡𝔞 𝔢𝔵𝔦𝔰𝔱𝔢̂𝔫𝔠𝔦𝔞.
𝔄 𝔠𝔞𝔡𝔞 𝔡𝔦𝔞 𝔲𝔪 𝔤𝔯𝔞̃𝔬 𝔡𝔞 𝔫𝔬𝔰𝔰𝔞 𝔢𝔵𝔦𝔰𝔱𝔢̂𝔫𝔠𝔦𝔞 𝔱𝔬𝔠𝔞 𝔬 𝔬𝔲𝔱𝔯𝔬 𝔩𝔞𝔡𝔬 𝔡𝔞 𝔞𝔪𝔭𝔲𝔩𝔥𝔢𝔱𝔞.
𝔩𝔢𝔫𝔱𝔞𝔪𝔢𝔫𝔱𝔢, 𝔱𝔬𝔪𝔞𝔫𝔡𝔬 𝔠𝔬𝔪𝔬 𝔡𝔦𝔯𝔢𝔠̧𝔞̃𝔬 𝔬 𝔮𝔲𝔢 𝔫𝔞̃𝔬 𝔠𝔬𝔫𝔱𝔯𝔬𝔩𝔞𝔪𝔬𝔰, 𝔱𝔢𝔫𝔱𝔞𝔪𝔬𝔰 𝔰𝔢𝔤𝔲𝔯𝔞-𝔩𝔞,
𝔞𝔤𝔞𝔯𝔯𝔞-𝔩𝔞 𝔞𝔬 𝔦𝔫𝔳𝔢́𝔰 𝔡𝔢 𝔞𝔡𝔪𝔦𝔯𝔞𝔯 𝔬 𝔱𝔦𝔩𝔦𝔫𝔱𝔞𝔯 𝔡𝔬𝔰 𝔤𝔯𝔞̃𝔬𝔰 𝔱𝔬𝔠𝔞𝔫𝔡𝔬 𝔬 𝔬𝔲𝔱𝔯𝔬 𝔩𝔞𝔡𝔬,
𝔞𝔱𝔢́ 𝔮𝔲𝔢 𝔢𝔫𝔣𝔦𝔪 𝔬 𝔰𝔦𝔩𝔢𝔫𝔠𝔦𝔬 𝔠𝔞𝔩𝔞 𝔬 𝔤𝔯𝔦𝔱𝔬, 𝔬 𝔰𝔲𝔰𝔰𝔲𝔯𝔯𝔬𝔰 𝔰𝔢 𝔱𝔬𝔯𝔫𝔞𝔪 𝔠𝔞𝔡𝔞 𝔳𝔢𝔷 𝔟𝔞𝔦𝔵𝔬𝔰
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