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𝑻𝒉𝒖𝒔 𝒗𝒊𝒏𝒅𝒊𝒄𝒂𝒕𝒆𝒅, 𝒄𝒓𝒐𝒘𝒏𝒆𝒅, 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒈𝒓𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒏𝒆𝒘
𝑻𝒉𝒐𝒖𝒈𝒉𝒕 𝑬𝒙𝒑𝒍𝒂𝒊𝒏𝒆𝒅 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒘𝒐𝒓𝒍𝒅 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒎𝒂𝒔𝒕𝒆𝒓𝒆𝒅 𝒂𝒍𝒍 𝒊𝒕𝒔 𝒍𝒂𝒘𝒔,
𝑻𝒐𝒖𝒄𝒉𝒆𝒅 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒅𝒖𝒎𝒃 𝒓𝒐𝒐𝒕𝒔, 𝒘𝒐𝒌𝒆 𝒗𝒆𝒊𝒍𝒆𝒅 𝒕𝒓𝒆𝒎𝒆𝒏𝒅𝒐𝒖𝒔 𝒑𝒐𝒘𝒆𝒓𝒔;
𝑰𝒕 𝒃𝒐𝒖𝒏𝒅 𝒕𝒐 𝒔𝒆𝒓𝒗𝒊𝒄𝒆 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒖𝒏𝒄𝒐𝒏𝒔𝒄𝒊𝒐𝒖𝒔 𝒅𝒋𝒊𝒏𝒏𝒔
𝑻𝒉𝒂𝒕 𝒔𝒍𝒆𝒆𝒑 𝒖𝒏𝒖𝒔𝒆𝒅 𝒊𝒏 𝑴𝒂𝒕𝒕𝒆𝒓❜𝒔 𝒊𝒈𝒏𝒐𝒓𝒂𝒏𝒕 𝒕𝒓𝒂𝒏𝒄𝒆.
𝑨𝒍𝒍 𝒘𝒂𝒔 𝒑𝒓𝒆𝒄𝒊𝒔𝒆, 𝒓𝒊𝒈𝒊𝒅, 𝒊𝒏𝒅𝒖𝒃𝒊𝒕𝒂𝒃𝒍𝒆.
𝑩𝒖𝒕 𝒘𝒉𝒆𝒏 𝒐𝒏 𝑴𝒂𝒕𝒕𝒆𝒓❜𝒔 𝒓𝒐𝒄𝒌 𝒐𝒇 𝒂𝒈𝒆𝒔 𝒃𝒂𝒔𝒆𝒅
𝑨 𝒘𝒉𝒐𝒍𝒆 𝒔𝒕𝒐𝒐𝒅 𝒖𝒑 𝒇𝒊𝒓𝒎 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒄𝒍𝒆𝒂𝒓-𝒄𝒖𝒕 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒔𝒂𝒇𝒆,
𝑨𝒍𝒍 𝒔𝒕𝒂𝒈𝒈𝒆𝒓𝒆𝒅 𝒃𝒂𝒄𝒌 𝒊𝒏𝒕𝒐 𝒂 𝒔𝒆𝒂 𝒐𝒇 𝒅𝒐𝒖𝒃𝒕;
𝑻𝒉𝒊𝒔 𝒔𝒐𝒍𝒊𝒅 𝒔𝒄𝒉𝒆𝒎𝒆 𝒎𝒆𝒍𝒕𝒆𝒅 𝒊𝒏 𝒆𝒏𝒅𝒍𝒆𝒔𝒔 𝒇𝒍𝒖𝒙:
𝑺𝒉𝒆 𝒉𝒂𝒅 𝒎𝒆𝒕 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒇𝒐𝒓𝒎𝒍𝒆𝒔𝒔 𝑷𝒐𝒘𝒆𝒓 𝒊𝒏𝒗𝒆𝒏𝒕𝒐𝒓 𝒐𝒇 𝒇𝒐𝒓𝒎𝒔;
𝑺𝒖𝒅𝒅𝒆𝒏𝒍𝒚 𝒔𝒉𝒆 𝒔𝒕𝒖𝒎𝒃𝒍𝒆𝒅 𝒖𝒑𝒐𝒏 𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒏𝒈𝒔 𝒖𝒏𝒔𝒆𝒆𝒏:
𝑨 𝒍𝒊𝒈𝒉𝒕𝒏𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒇𝒓𝒐𝒎 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒖𝒏𝒅𝒊𝒔𝒄𝒐𝒗𝒆𝒓𝒆𝒅 𝑻𝒓𝒖𝒕𝒉
𝑺𝒕𝒂𝒓𝒕𝒍𝒆𝒅 𝒉𝒆𝒓 𝒆𝒚𝒆𝒔 𝒘𝒊𝒕𝒉 𝒊𝒕𝒔 𝒑𝒆𝒓𝒑𝒍𝒆𝒙𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒈𝒍𝒂𝒓𝒆
𝑨𝒏𝒅 𝒅𝒖𝒈 𝒂 𝒈𝒖𝒍𝒇 𝒃𝒆𝒕𝒘𝒆𝒆𝒏 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝑹𝒆𝒂𝒍 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝑲𝒏𝒐𝒘𝒏
𝑻𝒊𝒍𝒍 𝒂𝒍𝒍 𝒉𝒆𝒓 𝒌𝒏𝒐𝒘𝒍𝒆𝒅𝒈𝒆 𝒔𝒆𝒆𝒎𝒆𝒅 𝒂𝒏 𝒊𝒈𝒏𝒐𝒓𝒂𝒏𝒄𝒆.
𝑶𝒏𝒄𝒆 𝒎𝒐𝒓𝒆 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒘𝒐𝒓𝒍𝒅 𝒘𝒂𝒔 𝒎𝒂𝒅𝒆 𝒂 𝒘𝒐𝒏𝒅𝒆𝒓-𝒘𝒆𝒃,
𝑨 𝒎𝒂𝒈𝒊𝒄❜𝒔 𝒑𝒓𝒐𝒄𝒆𝒔𝒔 𝒊𝒏 𝒂 𝒎𝒂𝒈𝒊𝒄𝒂𝒍 𝒔𝒑𝒂𝒄𝒆,
𝑨𝒏 𝒖𝒏𝒊𝒏𝒕𝒆𝒍𝒍𝒊𝒈𝒊𝒃𝒍𝒆 𝒎𝒊𝒓𝒂𝒄𝒍𝒆❜𝒔 𝒅𝒆𝒑𝒕𝒉𝒔
𝑾𝒉𝒐𝒔𝒆 𝒔𝒐𝒖𝒓𝒄𝒆 𝒊𝒔 𝒍𝒐𝒔𝒕 𝒊𝒏 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝑰𝒏𝒆𝒇𝒇𝒂𝒃𝒍𝒆.
𝑶𝒏𝒄𝒆 𝒎𝒐𝒓𝒆 𝒘𝒆 𝒇𝒂𝒄𝒆 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒃𝒍𝒂𝒏𝒌 𝑼𝒏𝒌𝒏𝒐𝒘𝒂𝒃𝒍𝒆.
𝑰𝒏 𝒂 𝒄𝒓𝒂𝒔𝒉 𝒐𝒇 𝒗𝒂𝒍𝒖𝒆𝒔, 𝒊𝒏 𝒂 𝒉𝒖𝒈𝒆 𝒅𝒐𝒐𝒎-𝒄𝒓𝒂𝒄𝒌,
𝑰𝒏 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒔𝒑𝒖𝒕𝒕𝒆𝒓 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒔𝒄𝒂𝒕𝒕𝒆𝒓 𝒐𝒇 𝒉𝒆𝒓 𝒃𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒌𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒘𝒐𝒓𝒌
𝑺𝒉𝒆 𝒍𝒐𝒔𝒕 𝒉𝒆𝒓 𝒄𝒍𝒆𝒂𝒓 𝒄𝒐𝒏𝒔𝒆𝒓𝒗𝒆𝒅 𝒄𝒐𝒏𝒔𝒕𝒓𝒖𝒄𝒕𝒆𝒅 𝒘𝒐𝒓𝒍𝒅.
𝑨 𝒒𝒖𝒂𝒏𝒕𝒖𝒎 𝒅𝒂𝒏𝒄𝒆 𝒓𝒆𝒎𝒂𝒊𝒏𝒆𝒅, 𝒂 𝒔𝒑𝒓𝒂𝒘𝒍 𝒐𝒇 𝒄𝒉𝒂𝒏𝒄𝒆
𝑰𝒏 𝑬𝒏𝒆𝒓𝒈𝒚❜𝒔 𝒔𝒕𝒖𝒑𝒆𝒏𝒅𝒐𝒖𝒔 𝒕𝒓𝒊𝒑𝒑𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒘𝒉𝒊𝒓𝒍:
𝑨 𝒄𝒆𝒂𝒔𝒆𝒍𝒆𝒔𝒔 𝒎𝒐𝒕𝒊𝒐𝒏 𝒊𝒏 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒖𝒏𝒃𝒐𝒖𝒏𝒅𝒆𝒅 𝑽𝒐𝒊𝒅
𝑰𝒏𝒗𝒆𝒏𝒕𝒆𝒅 𝒇𝒐𝒓𝒎𝒔 𝒘𝒊𝒕𝒉𝒐𝒖𝒕 𝒂 𝒕𝒉𝒐𝒖𝒈𝒉𝒕 𝒐𝒓 𝒂𝒊𝒎:
𝑵𝒆𝒄𝒆𝒔𝒔𝒊𝒕𝒚 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝑪𝒂𝒖𝒔𝒆 𝒘𝒆𝒓𝒆 𝒔𝒉𝒂𝒑𝒆𝒍𝒆𝒔𝒔 𝒈𝒉𝒐𝒔𝒕𝒔;
𝑴𝒂𝒕𝒕𝒆𝒓 𝒘𝒂𝒔 𝒂𝒏 𝒊𝒏𝒄𝒊𝒅𝒆𝒏𝒕 𝒊𝒏 𝒃𝒆𝒊𝒏𝒈❜𝒔 𝒇𝒍𝒐𝒘,
𝑳𝒂𝒘 𝒃𝒖𝒕 𝒂 𝒄𝒍𝒐𝒄𝒌-𝒘𝒐𝒓𝒌 𝒉𝒂𝒃𝒊𝒕 𝒐𝒇 𝒃𝒍𝒊𝒏𝒅 𝒇𝒐𝒓𝒄𝒆.
𝑰𝒅𝒆𝒂𝒍𝒔, 𝒆𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒄𝒔, 𝒔𝒚𝒔𝒕𝒆𝒎𝒔 𝒉𝒂𝒅 𝒏𝒐 𝒃𝒂𝒔𝒆
𝑨𝒏𝒅 𝒔𝒐𝒐𝒏 𝒄𝒐𝒍𝒍𝒂𝒑𝒔𝒆𝒅 𝒐𝒓 𝒘𝒊𝒕𝒉𝒐𝒖𝒕 𝒔𝒂𝒏𝒄𝒕𝒊𝒐𝒏 𝒍𝒊𝒗𝒆𝒅;
𝑨𝒍𝒍 𝒈𝒓𝒆𝒘 𝒂 𝒄𝒉𝒂𝒐𝒔, 𝒂 𝒉𝒆𝒂𝒗𝒆 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒄𝒍𝒂𝒔𝒉 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒔𝒕𝒓𝒊𝒇𝒆.
𝑰𝒅𝒆𝒂𝒔 𝒘𝒂𝒓𝒓𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒇𝒊𝒆𝒓𝒄𝒆 𝒍𝒆𝒂𝒑𝒆𝒅 𝒖𝒑𝒐𝒏 𝒍𝒊𝒇𝒆;
𝑨 𝒉𝒂𝒓𝒅 𝒄𝒐𝒎𝒑𝒓𝒆𝒔𝒔𝒊𝒐𝒏 𝒉𝒆𝒍𝒅 𝒅𝒐𝒘𝒏 𝒂𝒏𝒂𝒓𝒄𝒉𝒚
𝑨𝒏𝒅 𝒍𝒊𝒃𝒆𝒓𝒕𝒚 𝒘𝒂𝒔 𝒐𝒏𝒍𝒚 𝒂 𝒑𝒉𝒂𝒏𝒕𝒐𝒎❜𝒔 𝒏𝒂𝒎𝒆:
𝑪𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒕𝒊𝒐𝒏 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒅𝒆𝒔𝒕𝒓𝒖𝒄𝒕𝒊𝒐𝒏 𝒘𝒂𝒍𝒕𝒛𝒆𝒅 𝒊𝒏𝒂𝒓𝒎𝒆𝒅
𝑶𝒏 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒃𝒐𝒔𝒐𝒎 𝒐𝒇 𝒂 𝒕𝒐𝒓𝒏 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒒𝒖𝒂𝒌𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒆𝒂𝒓𝒕𝒉;
𝑨𝒍𝒍 𝒓𝒆𝒆𝒍𝒆𝒅 𝒊𝒏𝒕𝒐 𝒂 𝒘𝒐𝒓𝒍𝒅 𝒐𝒇 𝑲𝒂𝒍𝒊❜𝒔 𝒅𝒂𝒏𝒄𝒆.
𝑻𝒉𝒖𝒔 𝒕𝒖𝒎𝒃𝒍𝒆𝒅, 𝒔𝒊𝒏𝒌𝒊𝒏𝒈, 𝒔𝒑𝒓𝒂𝒘𝒍𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒊𝒏 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝑽𝒐𝒊𝒅,
𝑪𝒍𝒖𝒕𝒄𝒉𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒇𝒐𝒓 𝒑𝒓𝒐𝒑𝒔, 𝒂 𝒔𝒐𝒊𝒍 𝒐𝒏 𝒘𝒉𝒊𝒄𝒉 𝒕𝒐 𝒔𝒕𝒂𝒏𝒅,
𝑺𝒉𝒆 𝒐𝒏𝒍𝒚 𝒔𝒂𝒘 𝒂 𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒏 𝒂𝒕𝒐𝒎𝒊𝒄 𝑽𝒂𝒔𝒕,
𝑻𝒉𝒆 𝒓𝒂𝒓𝒆-𝒑𝒐𝒊𝒏𝒕 𝒔𝒑𝒂𝒓𝒔𝒆 𝒔𝒖𝒃𝒔𝒕𝒓𝒂𝒕𝒖𝒎 𝒖𝒏𝒊𝒗𝒆𝒓𝒔𝒆
𝑶𝒏 𝒘𝒉𝒊𝒄𝒉 𝒇𝒍𝒐𝒂𝒕𝒔 𝒂 𝒔𝒐𝒍𝒊𝒅 𝒘𝒐𝒓𝒍𝒅❜𝒔 𝒑𝒉𝒆𝒏𝒐𝒎𝒆𝒏𝒂𝒍 𝒇𝒂𝒄𝒆.
𝑨𝒍𝒐𝒏𝒆 𝒂 𝒑𝒓𝒐𝒄𝒆𝒔𝒔 𝒐𝒇 𝒆𝒗𝒆𝒏𝒕𝒔 𝒘𝒂𝒔 𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒓𝒆
𝑨𝒏𝒅 𝑵𝒂𝒕𝒖𝒓𝒆❜𝒔 𝒑𝒍𝒂𝒔𝒕𝒊𝒄 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒑𝒓𝒐𝒕𝒆𝒂𝒏 𝒄𝒉𝒂𝒏𝒈𝒆
𝑨𝒏𝒅, 𝒔𝒕𝒓𝒐𝒏𝒈 𝒃𝒚 𝒅𝒆𝒂𝒕𝒉 𝒕𝒐 𝒔𝒍𝒂𝒚 𝒐𝒓 𝒕𝒐 𝒄𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒕𝒆,
𝑻𝒉𝒆 𝒓𝒊𝒗𝒆𝒏 𝒊𝒏𝒗𝒊𝒔𝒊𝒃𝒍𝒆 𝒂𝒕𝒐𝒎❜𝒔 𝒐𝒎𝒏𝒊𝒑𝒐𝒕𝒆𝒏𝒕 𝒇𝒐𝒓𝒄𝒆.
𝑶𝒏𝒆 𝒄𝒉𝒂𝒏𝒄𝒆 𝒓𝒆𝒎𝒂𝒊𝒏𝒆𝒅 𝒕𝒉𝒂𝒕 𝒉𝒆𝒓𝒆 𝒎𝒊𝒈𝒉𝒕 𝒃𝒆 𝒂 𝒑𝒐𝒘𝒆𝒓
𝑻𝒐 𝒍𝒊𝒃𝒆𝒓𝒂𝒕𝒆 𝒎𝒂𝒏 𝒇𝒓𝒐𝒎 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒐𝒍𝒅 𝒊𝒏𝒂𝒅𝒆𝒒𝒖𝒂𝒕𝒆 𝒎𝒆𝒂𝒏𝒔
𝑨𝒏𝒅 𝒍𝒆𝒂𝒗𝒆 𝒉𝒊𝒎 𝒔𝒐𝒗𝒆𝒓𝒆𝒊𝒈𝒏 𝒐𝒇 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒆𝒂𝒓𝒕𝒉𝒍𝒚 𝒔𝒄𝒆𝒏𝒆.
𝑭𝒐𝒓 𝑹𝒆𝒂𝒔𝒐𝒏 𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒏 𝒎𝒊𝒈𝒉𝒕 𝒈𝒓𝒂𝒔𝒑 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒐𝒓𝒊𝒈𝒊𝒏𝒂𝒍 𝑭𝒐𝒓𝒄𝒆
𝑻𝒐 𝒅𝒓𝒊𝒗𝒆 𝒉𝒆𝒓 𝒄𝒂𝒓 𝒖𝒑𝒐𝒏 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒓𝒐𝒂𝒅𝒔 𝒐𝒇 𝑻𝒊𝒎𝒆.
𝑨𝒍𝒍 𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒏 𝒎𝒊𝒈𝒉𝒕 𝒔𝒆𝒓𝒗𝒆 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒏𝒆𝒆𝒅 𝒐𝒇 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒏𝒌𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒓𝒂𝒄𝒆,
𝑨𝒏 𝒂𝒃𝒔𝒐𝒍𝒖𝒕𝒆 𝑺𝒕𝒂𝒕𝒆 𝒇𝒐𝒖𝒏𝒅 𝒐𝒓𝒅𝒆𝒓❜𝒔 𝒂𝒃𝒔𝒐𝒍𝒖𝒕𝒆,
𝑻𝒐 𝒂 𝒔𝒕𝒂𝒏𝒅𝒂𝒓𝒅𝒊𝒔𝒆𝒅 𝒑𝒆𝒓𝒇𝒆𝒄𝒕𝒊𝒐𝒏 𝒄𝒖𝒕 𝒂𝒍𝒍 𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒏𝒈𝒔,
𝑰𝒏 𝒔𝒐𝒄𝒊𝒆𝒕𝒚 𝒃𝒖𝒊𝒍𝒅 𝒂 𝒋𝒖𝒔𝒕 𝒆𝒙𝒂𝒄𝒕 𝒎𝒂𝒄𝒉𝒊𝒏𝒆.
𝑻𝒉𝒆𝒏 𝒔𝒄𝒊𝒆𝒏𝒄𝒆 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒔𝒐𝒏 𝒄𝒂𝒓𝒆𝒍𝒆𝒔𝒔 𝒐𝒇 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒔𝒐𝒖𝒍
𝑪𝒐𝒖𝒍𝒅 𝒊𝒓𝒐𝒏 𝒐𝒖𝒕 𝒂 𝒕𝒓𝒂𝒏𝒒𝒖𝒊𝒍 𝒖𝒏𝒊𝒇𝒐𝒓𝒎 𝒘𝒐𝒓𝒍𝒅,
𝑨𝒆𝒐𝒏𝒊𝒄 𝒔𝒆𝒆𝒌𝒊𝒏𝒈𝒔 𝒈𝒍𝒖𝒕 𝒘𝒊𝒕𝒉 𝒐𝒖𝒕𝒘𝒂𝒓𝒅 𝒕𝒓𝒖𝒕𝒉𝒔
𝑨𝒏𝒅 𝒂 𝒔𝒊𝒏𝒈𝒍𝒆-𝒑𝒂𝒕𝒕𝒆𝒓𝒏𝒆𝒅 𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒏𝒌𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒇𝒐𝒓𝒄𝒆 𝒐𝒏 𝒎𝒊𝒏𝒅,
𝑰𝒏𝒇𝒍𝒊𝒄𝒕𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝑴𝒂𝒕𝒕𝒆𝒓❜𝒔 𝒍𝒐𝒈𝒊𝒄 𝒐𝒏 𝑺𝒑𝒊𝒓𝒊𝒕❜𝒔 𝒅𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒎𝒔
𝑨 𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒔𝒐𝒏𝒂𝒃𝒍𝒆 𝒂𝒏𝒊𝒎𝒂𝒍 𝒎𝒂𝒌𝒆 𝒐𝒇 𝒎𝒂𝒏
𝑨𝒏𝒅 𝒂 𝒔𝒚𝒎𝒎𝒆𝒕𝒓𝒊𝒄𝒂𝒍 𝒇𝒂𝒃𝒓𝒊𝒄 𝒐𝒇 𝒉𝒊𝒔 𝒍𝒊𝒇𝒆.
𝑻𝒉𝒊𝒔 𝒘𝒐𝒖𝒍𝒅 𝒃𝒆 𝑵𝒂𝒕𝒖𝒓𝒆❜𝒔 𝒑𝒆𝒂𝒌 𝒐𝒏 𝒂𝒏 𝒐𝒃𝒔𝒄𝒖𝒓𝒆 𝒈𝒍𝒐𝒃𝒆,
𝑻𝒉𝒆 𝒈𝒓𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒓𝒆𝒔𝒖𝒍𝒕 𝒐𝒇 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒍𝒐𝒏𝒈 𝒂𝒈𝒆𝒔❜ 𝒕𝒐𝒊𝒍,
𝑬𝒂𝒓𝒕𝒉❜𝒔 𝒆𝒗𝒐𝒍𝒖𝒕𝒊𝒐𝒏 𝒄𝒓𝒐𝒘𝒏𝒆𝒅, 𝒉𝒆𝒓 𝒎𝒊𝒔𝒔𝒊𝒐𝒏 𝒅𝒐𝒏𝒆.
𝑺𝒐 𝒎𝒊𝒈𝒉𝒕 𝒊𝒕 𝒃𝒆 𝒊𝒇 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒔𝒑𝒊𝒓𝒊𝒕 𝒇𝒆𝒍𝒍 𝒂𝒔𝒍𝒆𝒆𝒑;
𝑴𝒂𝒏 𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒏 𝒎𝒊𝒈𝒉𝒕 𝒓𝒆𝒔𝒕 𝒄𝒐𝒏𝒕𝒆𝒏𝒕 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒍𝒊𝒗𝒆 𝒊𝒏 𝒑𝒆𝒂𝒄𝒆,
𝑴𝒂𝒔𝒕𝒆𝒓 𝒐𝒇 𝑵𝒂𝒕𝒖𝒓𝒆 𝒘𝒉𝒐 𝒐𝒏𝒄𝒆 𝒉𝒆𝒓 𝒃𝒐𝒏𝒅𝒔𝒍𝒂𝒗𝒆 𝒘𝒐𝒓𝒌𝒆𝒅,
𝑻𝒉𝒆 𝒘𝒐𝒓𝒍𝒅❜𝒔 𝒅𝒊𝒔𝒐𝒓𝒅𝒆𝒓 𝒉𝒂𝒓𝒅𝒆𝒏𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒊𝒏𝒕𝒐 𝑳𝒂𝒘,-
𝑰𝒇 𝑳𝒊𝒇𝒆❜𝒔 𝒅𝒊𝒓𝒆 𝒉𝒆𝒂𝒓𝒕 𝒂𝒓𝒐𝒔𝒆 𝒏𝒐𝒕 𝒊𝒏 𝒓𝒆𝒗𝒐𝒍𝒕,
𝑰𝒇 𝑮𝒐𝒅 𝒘𝒊𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒏 𝒄𝒐𝒖𝒍𝒅 𝒇𝒊𝒏𝒅 𝒏𝒐 𝒈𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒕𝒆𝒓 𝒑𝒍𝒂𝒏.
𝑩𝒖𝒕 𝒎𝒂𝒏𝒚-𝒗𝒊𝒔𝒂𝒈𝒆𝒅 𝒊𝒔 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒄𝒐𝒔𝒎𝒊𝒄 𝑺𝒐𝒖𝒍;
𝑨 𝒕𝒐𝒖𝒄𝒉 𝒄𝒂𝒏 𝒂𝒍𝒕𝒆𝒓 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒇𝒊𝒙𝒆𝒅 𝒇𝒓𝒐𝒏𝒕 𝒐𝒇 𝑭𝒂𝒕𝒆.
𝑨 𝒔𝒖𝒅𝒅𝒆𝒏 𝒕𝒖𝒓𝒏 𝒄𝒂𝒏 𝒄𝒐𝒎𝒆, 𝒂 𝒓𝒐𝒂𝒅 𝒂𝒑𝒑𝒆𝒂𝒓.
𝑨 𝒈𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒕𝒆𝒓 𝑴𝒊𝒏𝒅 𝒎𝒂𝒚 𝒔𝒆𝒆 𝒂 𝒈𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒕𝒆𝒓 𝑻𝒓𝒖𝒕𝒉,
𝑶𝒓 𝒘𝒆 𝒎𝒂𝒚 𝒇𝒊𝒏𝒅 𝒘𝒉𝒆𝒏 𝒂𝒍𝒍 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒓𝒆𝒔𝒕 𝒉𝒂𝒔 𝒇𝒂𝒊𝒍𝒆𝒅
𝑯𝒊𝒅 𝒊𝒏 𝒐𝒖𝒓𝒔𝒆𝒍𝒗𝒆𝒔 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒌𝒆𝒚 𝒐𝒇 𝒑𝒆𝒓𝒇𝒆𝒄𝒕 𝒄𝒉𝒂𝒏𝒈𝒆.
𝑨𝒔𝒄𝒆𝒏𝒅𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒇𝒓𝒐𝒎 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒔𝒐𝒊𝒍 𝒘𝒉𝒆𝒓𝒆 𝒄𝒓𝒆𝒆𝒑 𝒐𝒖𝒓 𝒅𝒂𝒚𝒔,
𝑬𝒂𝒓𝒕𝒉❜𝒔 𝒄𝒐𝒏𝒔𝒄𝒊𝒐𝒖𝒔𝒏𝒆𝒔𝒔 𝒎𝒂𝒚 𝒎𝒂𝒓𝒓𝒚 𝒘𝒊𝒕𝒉 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝑺𝒖𝒏,
𝑶𝒖𝒓 𝒎𝒐𝒓𝒕𝒂𝒍 𝒍𝒊𝒇𝒆 𝒓𝒊𝒅𝒆 𝒐𝒏 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒔𝒑𝒊𝒓𝒊𝒕❜𝒔 𝒘𝒊𝒏𝒈𝒔,
𝑶𝒖𝒓 𝒇𝒊𝒏𝒊𝒕𝒆 𝒕𝒉𝒐𝒖𝒈𝒉𝒕𝒔 𝒄𝒐𝒎𝒎𝒖𝒏𝒆 𝒘𝒊𝒕𝒉 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝑰𝒏𝒇𝒊𝒏𝒊𝒕𝒆.

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