“𝗝𝘂𝘀𝘁 𝗶𝗺𝗮𝗴𝗶𝗻𝗲 𝗯𝗲𝗰𝗼𝗺𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝘄𝗮𝘆 𝘆𝗼𝘂 𝘂𝘀𝗲𝗱 𝘁𝗼 𝗯𝗲 𝗮𝘀 𝗮 𝘃𝗲𝗿𝘆 𝘆𝗼𝘂𝗻𝗴 𝗰𝗵𝗶𝗹𝗱, 𝗯𝗲𝗳𝗼𝗿𝗲 𝘆𝗼𝘂 𝘂𝗻𝗱𝗲𝗿𝘀𝘁𝗼𝗼𝗱 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗺𝗲𝗮𝗻𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝗼𝗳 𝗮𝗻𝘆 𝘄𝗼𝗿𝗱, 𝗯𝗲𝗳𝗼𝗿𝗲 𝗼𝗽𝗶𝗻𝗶𝗼𝗻𝘀 𝘁𝗼𝗼𝗸 𝗼𝘃𝗲𝗿 𝘆𝗼𝘂𝗿 𝗺𝗶𝗻𝗱. 𝗧𝗵𝗲 𝗿𝗲𝗮𝗹 𝘆𝗼𝘂 𝗶𝘀 𝗹𝗼𝘃𝗶𝗻𝗴, 𝗷𝗼𝘆𝗳𝘂𝗹, 𝗮𝗻𝗱 𝗳𝗿𝗲𝗲. 𝗧𝗵𝗲 𝗿𝗲𝗮𝗹 𝘆𝗼𝘂 𝗶𝘀 𝗷𝘂𝘀𝘁 𝗹𝗶𝗸𝗲 𝗮 𝗳𝗹𝗼𝘄𝗲𝗿, 𝗷𝘂𝘀𝘁 𝗹𝗶𝗸𝗲 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝘄𝗶𝗻𝗱, 𝗷𝘂𝘀𝘁 𝗹𝗶𝗸𝗲 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗼𝗰𝗲𝗮𝗻, 𝗷𝘂𝘀𝘁 𝗹𝗶𝗸𝗲 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝘀𝘂𝗻.”
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