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𝘗𝘦𝘳𝘥ó𝘯 𝘱𝘰𝘳
𝘭𝘰𝘴 𝘦𝘹𝘤𝘦𝘴𝘰𝘴,
𝘱𝘦𝘳𝘥ó𝘯 𝘱𝘰𝘳
𝘭𝘢𝘴 𝘱𝘢𝘭𝘢𝘣𝘳𝘢𝘴 /
𝘥𝘪𝘤𝘩𝘢𝘴 𝘦𝘯
𝘱𝘰𝘦𝘮𝘢𝘴 𝘤𝘰𝘮𝘰
𝘩𝘰𝘫𝘢𝘴 𝘴𝘦𝘤𝘢𝘴
𝘢𝘳𝘳𝘰𝘫𝘢𝘥𝘢𝘴 𝘢𝘭 𝘷𝘪𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘰,
𝘱𝘦𝘳𝘥ó𝘯 𝘱𝘰𝘳
𝘭𝘢 𝘰𝘴𝘢𝘥í𝘢 𝘥𝘦
𝘳𝘰𝘮𝘢𝘯𝘤𝘦𝘴
𝘢𝘱𝘢𝘴𝘪𝘰𝘯𝘢𝘥𝘰𝘴,
𝘱𝘰𝘳 𝘭𝘰𝘴
𝘣𝘦𝘴𝘰𝘴 𝘺
𝘭𝘢𝘴 𝘤𝘢𝘳𝘪𝘤𝘪𝘢𝘴
𝘪𝘯𝘦𝘹𝘪𝘴𝘵𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘦𝘴,
𝘱𝘦𝘳𝘥ó𝘯 𝘱𝘰𝘳
𝘭𝘰𝘴 𝘴𝘶𝘦ñ𝘰𝘴
𝘥𝘦𝘭𝘪𝘳𝘢𝘯𝘵𝘦𝘴
𝘺 𝘴𝘶𝘴 𝘧𝘢𝘭𝘢𝘤𝘪𝘢𝘴,
𝘱𝘦𝘳𝘥ó𝘯 𝘱𝘰𝘳
𝘤𝘳𝘦𝘦𝘳 𝘲𝘶𝘦 𝘴𝘰𝘭𝘰
𝘮í𝘢𝘴 𝘴𝘰𝘯
𝘭𝘢𝘴 𝘱𝘰𝘦𝘴í𝘢𝘴,
𝘱𝘦𝘳𝘥ó𝘯 𝘱𝘰𝘳
𝘭𝘰𝘴 𝘳𝘰𝘫𝘰𝘴 𝘲𝘶𝘦
𝘯𝘰 𝘧𝘶𝘦𝘳𝘰𝘯
𝘣𝘦𝘴𝘰𝘴,
𝘱𝘶𝘦𝘴 𝘩𝘢𝘯 𝘴𝘪𝘥𝘰
𝘴𝘰𝘮𝘣𝘳𝘢𝘴 𝘩𝘶𝘦𝘤𝘢𝘴
𝘲𝘶𝘦 𝘯𝘪 𝘳𝘢𝘴𝘵𝘳𝘰𝘴
𝘥𝘦𝘫𝘢𝘳𝘰𝘯,
𝘱𝘦𝘳𝘥ó𝘯 𝘢
𝘦𝘴𝘰𝘴 𝘰𝘫𝘰𝘴
𝘲𝘶𝘦 𝘮𝘪𝘳𝘢𝘯
𝘢𝘴𝘰𝘮𝘣𝘳𝘢𝘥𝘰𝘴 /
𝘺 𝘴𝘦 𝘴𝘪𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘦𝘯
𝘪𝘯𝘷𝘰𝘭𝘶𝘤𝘳𝘢𝘥𝘰𝘴
𝘦𝘯 𝘯𝘢𝘥𝘢 𝘲𝘶𝘦
𝘭𝘦𝘴 𝘱𝘦𝘳𝘵𝘦𝘯𝘦𝘤𝘦,
𝘺 𝘱𝘪𝘦𝘯𝘴𝘢𝘯
𝘢𝘵𝘳𝘪𝘣𝘶𝘭𝘢𝘥𝘰𝘴
𝘥𝘦 𝘥ó𝘯𝘥𝘦
𝘴𝘶𝘴 𝘳𝘢𝘻𝘰𝘯𝘦𝘴,
𝘱𝘦𝘳𝘥ó𝘯 𝘱𝘰𝘳
𝘮𝘪𝘴 𝘳𝘢𝘱𝘴𝘰𝘥𝘢𝘴,
𝘲𝘶𝘦 𝘭𝘢𝘴 𝘴𝘦𝘱𝘶𝘭𝘵𝘦
𝘮𝘪 𝘩𝘪𝘴𝘵𝘰𝘳𝘪𝘢,
𝘺 𝘲𝘶𝘦 𝘶𝘯 𝘳𝘢𝘺𝘰
𝘮𝘪𝘴𝘵𝘦𝘳𝘪𝘰𝘴𝘰
𝘭𝘢𝘴 𝘣𝘰𝘳𝘳𝘦 𝘥𝘦
𝘭𝘢 𝘮𝘦𝘮𝘰𝘳𝘪𝘢,
𝘱𝘦𝘳𝘥ó𝘯 𝘢 𝘦𝘭𝘭𝘢
𝘺 𝘢 𝘵𝘰𝘥𝘢𝘴,
𝘮𝘪 𝘤𝘰𝘳𝘢𝘻ó𝘯
𝘦𝘴𝘵á 𝘭𝘰𝘤𝘰.
𝘝í𝘤𝘵𝘰𝘳 𝘉𝘶𝘴𝘵𝘰𝘴 𝘚𝘰𝘭𝘢
𝘌𝘯𝘴𝘢𝘺𝘪𝘴𝘵𝘢
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