𝙵𝚛𝚘𝚣𝚎𝚗 𝚂𝚘𝚞𝚕

𝙼𝚎𝚕𝚊𝚗𝚌𝚑𝚘𝚕𝚒𝚌 𝚍𝚊𝚢𝚜 𝚜𝚠𝚒𝚛𝚕𝚎𝚍 𝚖𝚎 𝚒𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚗𝚎𝚝,

𝙵𝚛𝚘𝚖 𝚝𝚒𝚖𝚎 𝚝𝚘 𝚝𝚒𝚖𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚢 𝚜𝚑𝚘𝚠𝚎𝚍 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚒𝚛 𝚏𝚊𝚗𝚐 𝚕𝚒𝚔𝚎 𝚝𝚎𝚎𝚝𝚑.

𝚆𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚠𝚘𝚞𝚕𝚍 𝚒 𝚍𝚘?

𝙸 𝚠𝚊𝚜 𝚞𝚗𝚖𝚒𝚗𝚍𝚏𝚞𝚕 𝚊𝚋𝚘𝚞𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚏𝚘𝚛𝚝𝚞𝚗𝚎𝚜 𝚘𝚏 𝚜𝚎𝚕𝚎𝚗𝚘𝚙𝚑𝚢𝚕𝚎 𝚙𝚎𝚛𝚜𝚘𝚗,

𝙵𝚘𝚛 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚜𝚘𝚗 𝚒 𝚠𝚊𝚜 𝚝𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚝𝚎𝚍 𝚊𝚜 𝚜𝚎𝚛𝚟𝚊𝚗𝚝.

𝚒 𝚔𝚎𝚙𝚝 𝚌𝚊𝚕𝚕𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚑𝚘𝚞 𝚜𝚘𝚞𝚕 𝚕𝚘𝚢𝚊𝚕𝚕𝚢,

𝚒 𝚘𝚙𝚎𝚗𝚎𝚍 𝚖𝚢 𝚝𝚛𝚞𝚎 𝚠𝚘𝚛𝚍𝚜 𝚋𝚎𝚏𝚘𝚛𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚠𝚘𝚞𝚗𝚍𝚎𝚍 𝚑𝚎𝚊𝚛𝚝,

𝚋𝚞𝚝 𝚒𝚝 𝚕𝚘𝚘𝚔𝚎𝚍 𝚏𝚛𝚘𝚜𝚝𝚢 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚍𝚞𝚕𝚕 𝚠𝚑𝚎𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚝𝚊𝚕𝚔𝚜 𝚜𝚎𝚎𝚖𝚎𝚍 𝚜𝚒𝚕𝚎𝚗𝚝.

𝚁𝚎𝚜𝚝𝚕𝚎𝚜𝚜 𝚗𝚒𝚐𝚑𝚝𝚜 𝚋𝚕𝚊𝚣𝚎𝚍 𝚖𝚢 𝚜𝚕𝚎𝚎𝚙,

𝚒𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚒𝚛 𝚝𝚑𝚘𝚞𝚐𝚑𝚝𝚜 𝚒 𝚜𝚝𝚘𝚘𝚍 𝚑𝚞𝚜𝚑𝚎𝚍,

𝚑𝚞𝚎 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚌𝚛𝚢 𝚕𝚒𝚔𝚎 𝚜𝚌𝚎𝚗𝚎𝚜 𝚠𝚛𝚊𝚙𝚙𝚎𝚍 𝚋𝚕𝚊𝚗𝚔𝚎𝚝 𝚘𝚟𝚎𝚛 𝚖𝚊𝚜𝚌𝚊𝚛𝚊 𝚎𝚢𝚎𝚜,

𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚏𝚎𝚎𝚝 𝚑𝚊𝚟𝚎 𝚋𝚎𝚎𝚗 𝚌𝚊𝚙𝚝𝚞𝚛𝚎𝚍 𝚒𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚒𝚌𝚎 𝚋𝚎𝚛𝚐𝚜

𝚜𝚝𝚒𝚕𝚕 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚜𝚘𝚛𝚛𝚘𝚠𝚜 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚜𝚊𝚍𝚗𝚎𝚜𝚜 𝚏𝚒𝚗𝚍𝚜 𝚐𝚊𝚙 𝚝𝚘 𝚠𝚛𝚒𝚝𝚎 𝚜𝚝𝚘𝚛𝚒𝚎𝚜! !