𝘕𝘰𝘵𝘢𝘣𝘭𝘦 𝘳𝘦𝘧𝘭𝘦𝘹𝘪ó𝘯 𝘥𝘦 𝘶𝘯𝘢 𝘱𝘦𝘳𝘴𝘰𝘯𝘢 𝘮𝘢𝘺𝘰𝘳,
𝘲𝘶𝘦 𝘮á𝘴 𝘢𝘭𝘭á 𝘥𝘦 𝘴𝘶 𝘦𝘥𝘢𝘥, 𝘭𝘦 𝘩𝘢𝘤𝘦 𝘶𝘯 𝘥𝘦𝘴𝘢𝘪𝘳𝘦
𝘫𝘶𝘷𝘦𝘯𝘪𝘭 𝘢𝘭 𝘱𝘢𝘴𝘰 𝘥𝘦 𝘭𝘰𝘴 𝘢ñ𝘰𝘴.
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𝘭𝘢 𝘷𝘪𝘥𝘢
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𝘥𝘦𝘴𝘦𝘯𝘧𝘢𝘥𝘰,
𝘦𝘴 𝘲𝘶𝘦
𝘯𝘰 𝘴𝘦𝘯𝘵í
𝘯𝘪 𝘴𝘪𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘰
𝘦𝘭 𝘱𝘢𝘴𝘰 𝘥𝘦 /
𝘭𝘰𝘴 𝘢ñ𝘰𝘴,
𝘮𝘪 𝘤𝘰𝘳𝘢𝘻ó𝘯
𝘭𝘢𝘵𝘦 𝘱𝘰𝘳 𝘢𝘮𝘰𝘳
𝘤𝘰𝘮𝘰 𝘦𝘭 𝘱𝘳𝘪𝘮𝘦𝘳𝘰 /
𝘥𝘦 𝘭𝘰𝘴 𝘥í𝘢𝘴
𝘲𝘶𝘦 𝘭𝘢 𝘤𝘰𝘯𝘰𝘤í,
𝘮𝘪 𝘴𝘢𝘯𝘨𝘳𝘦
𝘢ú𝘯 𝘢𝘳𝘥𝘦 /
𝘤𝘶𝘢𝘯𝘥𝘰
𝘭𝘢 𝘵𝘰𝘤𝘰,
𝘺 𝘮𝘦 𝘷𝘶𝘦𝘭𝘷𝘰
𝘭𝘰𝘤𝘰 𝘵𝘢𝘯 𝘴𝘰𝘭𝘰 /
𝘱𝘦𝘯𝘴𝘢𝘳𝘭𝘦,
𝘥𝘦𝘴𝘥𝘦 𝘩𝘰𝘺
𝘭𝘦 𝘳𝘦𝘻𝘢𝘳é 𝘢𝘭
𝘚𝘶𝘱𝘳𝘦𝘮𝘰 /
𝘲𝘶𝘦 𝘥𝘦𝘴𝘵𝘳𝘶𝘺𝘢
𝘵𝘰𝘥𝘰𝘴 𝘭𝘰𝘴
𝘢𝘭𝘮𝘢𝘯𝘢𝘲𝘶𝘦𝘴,
𝘱𝘢𝘳𝘢 𝘲𝘶𝘦 𝘦𝘭 /
𝘱𝘢𝘴𝘰 𝘥𝘦 𝘭𝘰𝘴 𝘢ñ𝘰𝘴
𝘴𝘦𝘢 𝘢𝘱𝘦𝘯𝘢𝘴
𝘶𝘯 𝘳𝘦𝘤𝘶𝘦𝘳𝘥𝘰
𝘴𝘪𝘯 𝘱𝘦𝘴𝘢𝘳𝘦𝘴.
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