𝖠𝗌𝗁

𝖶𝗁𝖾𝗇 𝗂𝗍 𝗐𝖺𝗌 𝖺𝗅𝗅 𝗈𝗏𝖾𝗋, 𝖨 𝗋𝖾𝖺𝗅𝗂𝗓𝖾𝖽 𝖨 𝗁𝖺𝖽𝗇'𝗍 𝖾𝗏𝖾𝗇 𝗋𝖾𝗍𝗎𝗋𝗇𝖾𝖽𝗋 𝗍𝗈 𝗆𝗒𝗌𝖾𝗅𝖿

...𝖯𝖺𝗌𝗍, 𝗉𝗋𝖾𝗌𝖾𝗇𝗍, 𝖿𝗎𝗍𝗎𝗋𝖾

𝖶𝗁𝖺𝗍 𝖾𝗆𝗉𝗍𝗒 𝗐𝗈𝗋𝖽𝗌, 𝖾𝖺𝖼𝗁 𝗈𝗇𝖾 𝗆𝗈𝗋𝖾 𝖻𝗂𝗍𝗍𝖾𝗋 𝗍𝗁𝖺𝗇 𝗉𝗈𝗂𝗌𝗈𝗇, 𝗆𝗈𝗋𝖾 𝖻𝗂𝗍𝗍𝖾𝗋 𝗍𝗁𝖺𝗇 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝖼𝗈𝖿𝖿𝖾𝖾 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝖽𝗋𝗂𝗇𝗄, 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗆𝗈𝗋𝖾 𝖻𝗂𝗍𝗍𝖾𝗋 𝗍𝗁𝖺𝗇 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗌𝗒𝗋𝗎𝗉 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗒 𝖿𝗈𝗋𝖼𝖾-𝖿𝖾𝖾𝖽 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝗐𝗁𝖾𝗇 𝗒𝗈𝗎'𝗋𝖾 𝗌𝗂𝖼𝗄