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ᴏʰ ɢᵒᵈ, ʷʰʸ ᵈⁱᵈ ɪ ˢᵗʳᵃʸ, ᴡⁱᵗʰ ᵐᵃᵗᵉʳⁱᵃˡ ᵗʰⁱⁿᵍˢ ˡᵉᵃᵈⁱⁿᵍ ᵗʰᵉ ʷᵃʸ? ᴛᵒˣⁱᶜ ʳᵉˡᵃᵗⁱᵒⁿˢʰⁱᵖˢ ᶜᵒⁿˢᵘᵐᵉᵈ ᵐʸ ᵈᵃʸˢ, ᴀˢ ᵗⁱᵐᵉ ᶠˡᵉʷ ᵇʸ ⁱⁿ ᵃ ᵈᵃᶻᵉ. ʙᵘᵗ ⁱⁿ ʸᵒᵘʳ ˡᵒᵛᵉ, ɪ ᶠⁱⁿᵈ ˢᵒˡᵃᶜᵉ ᵃⁿᵈ ᵖᵉᵃᶜᵉ, ʙʳⁱⁿᵍⁱⁿᵍ ᵐʸ ˢᵒᵘˡ ᵐᵘᶜʰ ⁿᵉᵉᵈᵉᵈ ʳᵉˡᵉᵃˢᵉ. ғᵒʳᵍⁱᵛᵉ ᵐʸ ᵗʳᵃⁿˢᵍʳᵉˢˢⁱᵒⁿˢ, ᵒʰ ʟᵒʳᵈ ᵃᵇᵒᵛᵉ, ғᵒʳ ɪ ⁿᵒʷ ˢᵉᵉ ᵗʰᵉ ᵗʳᵘᵉ ʷᵒʳᵗʰ ᵒᶠ ᵗʰʸ ˡᵒᵛᵉ.
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