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𝘣𝘢𝘳𝘲𝘶𝘪𝘵𝘰 /
𝘥𝘦 𝘱𝘢𝘱𝘦𝘭
𝘯𝘢𝘷𝘦𝘨𝘢𝘯𝘥𝘰
𝘱𝘰𝘳 𝘦𝘭 𝘳í𝘰
𝘥𝘦𝘭 𝘢𝘮𝘰𝘳,
𝘲𝘶𝘦 𝘺𝘢 𝘯𝘰
𝘤𝘢𝘭𝘪𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘢
𝘭𝘢 𝘱𝘪𝘦𝘭,
𝘯𝘪 𝘥𝘦𝘳𝘳𝘪𝘵𝘦 /
𝘤𝘰𝘳𝘢𝘻𝘰𝘯𝘦𝘴,
𝘺 𝘲𝘶𝘦 𝘭𝘰𝘴
𝘤𝘶𝘦𝘳𝘱𝘰𝘴
𝘩𝘰𝘭𝘨𝘢𝘻𝘢𝘯𝘦𝘴 /
𝘯𝘰 𝘯𝘦𝘤𝘦𝘴𝘪𝘵𝘢𝘯
𝘥𝘦 𝘴𝘶 𝘤𝘢𝘭𝘰𝘳
𝘱𝘢𝘳𝘢 𝘢𝘳𝘥𝘦𝘳
𝘦𝘯 𝘦𝘭 𝘢𝘮𝘰𝘳,
𝘴𝘶𝘱𝘭𝘪𝘤𝘢𝘳á 𝘢
𝘭𝘰𝘴 á𝘯𝘨𝘦𝘭𝘦𝘴
𝘺 𝘥𝘦𝘮𝘰𝘯𝘪𝘰𝘴
𝘥𝘦𝘭 𝘵𝘪𝘦𝘮𝘱𝘰 /
𝘶𝘯𝘢 𝘨𝘰𝘵𝘢 𝘥𝘦
𝘧𝘳𝘦𝘴𝘤𝘶𝘳𝘢 𝘱𝘢𝘳𝘢
𝘤𝘪𝘤𝘢𝘵𝘳𝘪𝘻𝘢𝘳 𝘭𝘢𝘴
𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘪𝘥𝘢𝘴 /
𝘲𝘶𝘦 𝘴𝘶 𝘢𝘯𝘥𝘢𝘳
𝘢𝘳𝘳𝘢𝘴𝘢𝘥𝘰𝘳
𝘥𝘦𝘫𝘰 𝘦𝘯 𝘭𝘢
𝘢𝘯𝘢𝘵𝘰𝘮í𝘢 /
𝘥𝘦 𝘮𝘪
𝘳𝘰𝘮á𝘯𝘵𝘪𝘤𝘰 𝘺
𝘥𝘦𝘴𝘤𝘶𝘪𝘥𝘢𝘥𝘰
𝘤𝘰𝘳𝘢𝘻ó𝘯.
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