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*( 𝚃𝚎𝚡𝚝𝚎 𝚎𝚝 𝚙𝚑𝚘𝚝𝚘 𝚍𝚊𝚝𝚊𝚗𝚝 𝚍𝚎 𝟸0𝟸𝟷, 𝚛𝚎𝚙𝚞𝚋𝚕𝚒𝚎́𝚜 𝚙𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚊𝚛𝚌𝚑𝚒𝚟𝚎 )   𝙲𝚎 𝚏𝚞𝚝 𝚞𝚗 𝚕𝚞𝚗𝚍𝚒, 𝚌𝚘𝚖𝚖𝚎 𝚊̀ 𝚕’𝚊𝚌𝚌𝚘𝚞𝚝𝚞𝚖𝚎́, 𝚊𝚞𝚡 𝚑𝚎𝚞𝚛𝚎𝚜 𝚘𝚞̀ 𝚕𝚊 𝚗𝚞𝚒𝚝 𝚌𝚑𝚊𝚜𝚜𝚎 𝚙𝚛𝚘𝚐𝚛𝚎𝚜𝚜𝚒𝚟𝚎𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚝 𝚕𝚎 𝚓𝚘𝚞𝚛, 𝚘𝚞̀ 𝚓’𝚊𝚒𝚖𝚎 𝚊̀ 𝚏𝚊𝚒𝚛𝚎 𝚖𝚊𝚒𝚗 𝚋𝚊𝚜𝚜𝚎 𝚜𝚞𝚛 𝚝𝚊 𝚍𝚎́𝚌𝚎𝚗𝚌𝚎... 𝚃𝚞 𝚎́𝚝𝚊𝚒𝚜 𝚕𝚊̀ 𝚜𝚘𝚞𝚜 𝚖𝚘𝚗 𝚌𝚘𝚗𝚝𝚛𝚘̂𝚕𝚎, 𝚋𝚎𝚕𝚕𝚎 𝚎𝚝 𝚂𝚘𝚖𝚋𝚛𝚎 𝙾𝚛𝚌𝚑𝚒𝚍𝚎́𝚎, 𝚌𝚘𝚗𝚝𝚛𝚊𝚒𝚗𝚝𝚎 𝚊̀ 𝚕’𝚒𝚖𝚖𝚘𝚋𝚒𝚕𝚒𝚝𝚎́ 𝚙𝚊𝚛 𝚕𝚎 𝚌𝚞𝚒𝚛 𝚎𝚝 𝚕’𝚊𝚌𝚒𝚎𝚛, 𝚊𝚟𝚎𝚞𝚐𝚕𝚎́𝚎 𝚙𝚊𝚛 𝚕𝚊 𝚗𝚘𝚒𝚛𝚌𝚎𝚞𝚛 𝚍𝚞 𝚟𝚎𝚕𝚘𝚞𝚛𝚜, 𝚛𝚎́𝚜𝚞𝚖𝚎́𝚎 𝚊𝚞 𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚝𝚞𝚝 𝚍’𝚘𝚏𝚏𝚛𝚊𝚗𝚍𝚎...   𝚂𝚊𝚗𝚜 𝚙𝚛𝚎́𝚖𝚎́𝚍𝚒𝚝𝚊𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗 𝚎𝚝 𝚍𝚊𝚗𝚜 𝚞𝚗 𝚎́𝚕𝚊𝚗 𝚍’𝚊𝚞𝚍𝚊𝚌𝚎 𝚒𝚗𝚎́𝚍𝚒𝚝, 𝚓𝚎 𝚍𝚎́𝚌𝚒𝚍𝚊𝚒𝚜 𝚍𝚎 𝚖𝚎 𝚜𝚊𝚒𝚜𝚒𝚛 𝚍’𝚞𝚗 𝚌𝚘𝚞𝚝𝚎𝚊𝚞, 𝚊𝚞𝚜𝚜𝚒 𝚝𝚛𝚊𝚗𝚌𝚑𝚊𝚗𝚝 𝚚𝚞𝚎 𝚕𝚎 𝚏𝚒𝚕 𝚍𝚞 𝚛𝚊𝚜𝚘𝚒𝚛 𝚜𝚞𝚛 𝚕𝚎𝚚𝚞𝚎𝚕 𝚓𝚎 𝚖𝚎 𝚙𝚕𝚊𝚒𝚜 𝚜𝚒 𝚜𝚘𝚞𝚟𝚎𝚗𝚝 𝚊̀ 𝚓𝚘𝚞𝚎𝚛 𝚕𝚎𝚜 𝚏𝚞𝚗𝚊𝚖𝚋𝚞𝚕𝚎𝚜... 𝙻𝚒𝚝𝚝𝚎́𝚛𝚊𝚕𝚎𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚝 𝚝𝚛𝚊𝚗𝚜𝚌𝚎𝚗𝚍𝚎́ 𝚓𝚎 𝚜𝚎𝚖𝚋𝚕𝚊𝚒𝚜 𝚌𝚘𝚖𝚖𝚎 𝚎𝚗𝚜𝚘𝚛𝚌𝚎𝚕𝚎́, 𝚌𝚘𝚖𝚖𝚎 𝚜𝚒 𝚙𝚊𝚛 𝚕𝚎 𝚜𝚊𝚌𝚛𝚒𝚏𝚒𝚌𝚎 𝚍𝚎 𝚝𝚊 𝚟𝚘𝚕𝚘𝚗𝚝𝚎́, 𝚓𝚎 𝚖’𝚒𝚖𝚙𝚛𝚎́𝚐𝚗𝚊𝚒𝚜 𝚍𝚎𝚜 𝚛𝚒𝚝𝚎𝚜 𝚟𝚊𝚞𝚍𝚘𝚞𝚜 𝚍𝚎 𝚝𝚎𝚜 𝚊𝚗𝚌𝚎̂𝚝𝚛𝚎𝚜...   𝚂𝚞𝚛 𝚞𝚗𝚎 𝚖𝚞𝚜𝚒𝚚𝚞𝚎* 𝚑𝚘𝚛𝚜 𝚍𝚞 𝚝𝚎𝚖𝚙𝚜, 𝚓’𝚊𝚒 𝚕𝚘𝚗𝚐𝚞𝚎𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚝 𝚕𝚊𝚒𝚜𝚜𝚎́ 𝚍𝚊𝚗𝚜𝚎𝚛 𝚌𝚎𝚝 𝚒𝚗𝚜𝚝𝚛𝚞𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚝 𝚒𝚗𝚌𝚒𝚜𝚒𝚏 𝚊𝚞𝚡 𝚚𝚞𝚊𝚝𝚛𝚎 𝚌𝚘𝚒𝚗𝚜 𝚍𝚎 𝚖𝚘𝚗 𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚛𝚒𝚝𝚘𝚒𝚛𝚎, 𝚜𝚊𝚗𝚜 𝚓𝚊𝚖𝚊𝚒𝚜 𝚝𝚎 𝚑𝚎𝚞𝚛𝚝𝚎𝚛, 𝚝’𝚎́𝚐𝚛𝚊𝚝𝚒𝚐𝚗𝚎𝚛… 𝙼𝚘𝚗 𝚜𝚘𝚞𝚟𝚎𝚗𝚒𝚛 𝚍𝚎 𝚌𝚎𝚜 𝚒𝚗𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚗𝚝𝚜 𝚎𝚜𝚝 𝚙𝚛𝚎𝚜𝚚𝚞𝚎 𝚊𝚋𝚜𝚝𝚛𝚊𝚒𝚝, 𝚝𝚊𝚗𝚝 𝚖𝚊 𝚌𝚘𝚗𝚌𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚛𝚊𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗 𝚎𝚝 𝚖𝚘𝚗 𝚒𝚖𝚙𝚕𝚒𝚌𝚊𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗 𝚍𝚊𝚗𝚜 𝚕’𝚊𝚌𝚝𝚎, 𝚘𝚗𝚝 𝚏𝚊𝚒𝚝 𝚍𝚎́𝚌𝚘𝚕𝚕𝚎𝚛 𝚖𝚘𝚗 𝚎𝚜𝚙𝚛𝚒𝚝 𝚍𝚊𝚗𝚜 𝚕𝚎𝚜 𝚌𝚘𝚗𝚏𝚒𝚗𝚜 𝚍𝚎 𝚕’𝚞𝚗𝚒𝚟𝚎𝚛𝚜 𝚒𝚗𝚎𝚡𝚙𝚕𝚘𝚛𝚎́...   𝙽𝚎́𝚊𝚗𝚖𝚘𝚒𝚗𝚜, 𝚓𝚎 𝚐𝚊𝚛𝚍𝚎 𝚞𝚗𝚎 𝚙𝚎𝚛𝚌𝚎𝚙𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗 𝚝𝚛𝚎̀𝚜 𝚙𝚛𝚎́𝚌𝚒𝚜𝚎 𝚍𝚞 𝚖𝚘𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚝 𝚘𝚞̀ 𝚓’𝚊𝚒 𝚊𝚛𝚛𝚎̂𝚝𝚎́ 𝚕𝚊 𝚕𝚊𝚖𝚎 𝚜𝚞𝚛 𝚕𝚊 𝚙𝚘𝚒𝚗𝚝𝚎 𝚍’𝚞𝚗 𝚍𝚎 𝚝𝚎𝚜 𝚜𝚎𝚒𝚗, 𝚊𝚕𝚘𝚛𝚜 𝚚𝚞𝚎 𝚖𝚘𝚗 𝚊𝚞𝚝𝚛𝚎 𝚖𝚊𝚒𝚗 𝚝’𝚎𝚖𝚙𝚘𝚒𝚐𝚗𝚊𝚒𝚝 𝚊̀ 𝚕𝚊 𝚐𝚘𝚛𝚐𝚎... 𝙴𝚡𝚎𝚛𝚌̧𝚊𝚗𝚝 𝚍𝚎 𝚌𝚑𝚊𝚚𝚞𝚎 𝚌𝚘̂𝚝𝚎́, 𝚞𝚗𝚎 𝚙𝚛𝚎𝚜𝚜𝚒𝚘𝚗 𝚖𝚊𝚒̂𝚝𝚛𝚒𝚜𝚎́𝚎 𝚖𝚊𝚒𝚜 𝚟𝚘𝚕𝚘𝚗𝚝𝚊𝚒𝚛𝚎𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚝 𝚊̀ 𝚕𝚊 𝚕𝚒𝚖𝚒𝚝𝚎 𝚍𝚎 𝚕’𝚊𝚌𝚌𝚎𝚙𝚝𝚊𝚋𝚕𝚎…   𝙲’𝚎𝚜𝚝 𝚕𝚊̀ 𝚚𝚞𝚎 𝚓’𝚊𝚙𝚎𝚛𝚌̧𝚞𝚎 𝚝𝚎𝚜 𝚕𝚎̀𝚟𝚛𝚎𝚜 𝚋𝚘𝚞𝚐𝚎𝚛, 𝚍’𝚊𝚋𝚘𝚛𝚍 𝚞𝚗𝚎 𝚋𝚛𝚎̀𝚟𝚎 𝚛𝚎𝚝𝚎𝚗𝚞𝚎 𝚍𝚊𝚗𝚜 𝚝𝚊 𝚛𝚎𝚜𝚙𝚒𝚛𝚊𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗, 𝚎́𝚟𝚘𝚚𝚞𝚊𝚗𝚝 𝚞𝚗𝚎 𝚌𝚎𝚛𝚝𝚊𝚒𝚗𝚎 𝚌𝚛𝚊𝚒𝚗𝚝𝚎, 𝚙𝚞𝚒𝚜 𝚝𝚛𝚎̀𝚜 𝚟𝚒𝚝𝚎, 𝚙𝚛𝚒𝚜 𝚕𝚎 𝚍𝚎𝚜𝚜𝚞𝚜 𝚞𝚗 𝚕𝚎́𝚐𝚎𝚛 𝚜𝚘𝚞𝚛𝚒𝚛𝚎 𝚚𝚞𝚒 𝚜𝚎 𝚟𝚘𝚞𝚕𝚊𝚒𝚝 𝚌𝚘𝚗𝚏𝚒𝚊𝚗𝚝 𝚎𝚝 𝚜𝚊𝚝𝚒𝚜𝚏𝚊𝚒𝚝... 𝙳𝚊𝚗𝚜 𝚌𝚎𝚝𝚝𝚎 𝚝𝚒𝚖𝚒𝚍𝚎 𝚎𝚡𝚙𝚛𝚎𝚜𝚜𝚒𝚘𝚗 𝚍𝚎 𝚝𝚘𝚗 𝚎𝚡𝚊𝚕𝚝𝚊𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗, 𝚝𝚞 𝚕𝚊𝚒𝚜𝚜𝚊𝚜 𝚜’𝚎́𝚌𝚑𝚊𝚙𝚙𝚎𝚛 𝚞𝚗 𝚜𝚘𝚞𝚏𝚏𝚕𝚎 𝚙𝚊𝚛𝚝𝚒𝚌𝚞𝚕𝚒𝚎𝚛, 𝚚𝚞𝚒 𝚙𝚛𝚒𝚝 𝚕𝚊 𝚏𝚘𝚛𝚖𝚎 𝚍’𝚞𝚗𝚎 𝚘𝚗𝚘𝚖𝚊𝚝𝚘𝚙𝚎́𝚎 𝚎́𝚝𝚘𝚞𝚏𝚏𝚎́𝚎, 𝚎𝚖𝚙𝚛𝚎𝚒𝚗𝚝𝚎 𝚍’𝚞𝚗 𝚙𝚕𝚊𝚒𝚜𝚒𝚛 𝚒𝚗𝚍𝚎𝚜𝚌𝚛𝚒𝚙𝚝𝚒𝚋𝚕𝚎...   𝙲𝚎 𝚜𝚘𝚞𝚏𝚏𝚕𝚎, 𝚌𝚎 𝚖𝚒𝚖𝚒𝚚𝚞𝚎 𝚜𝚒 𝚜𝚙𝚎́𝚌𝚒𝚏𝚒𝚚𝚞𝚎 𝚎𝚝 𝚕𝚊 𝚜𝚘𝚗𝚘𝚛𝚒𝚝𝚎́ 𝚚𝚞𝚒 𝚕’𝚊𝚌𝚌𝚘𝚖𝚙𝚊𝚐𝚗𝚊, 𝚜𝚘𝚗𝚝 𝚊̀ 𝚖𝚎𝚜 𝚢𝚎𝚞𝚡 𝚕'𝚎𝚡𝚙𝚛𝚎𝚜𝚜𝚒𝚘𝚗 𝚖𝚎̂𝚖𝚎 𝚍𝚎 𝚕𝚊 𝚜𝚎𝚗𝚜𝚞𝚊𝚕𝚒𝚝𝚎́... 𝙲’𝚎𝚜𝚝 𝚙𝚊𝚛 𝚌𝚎𝚝𝚝𝚎 𝚖𝚎̂𝚖𝚎 𝚜𝚎𝚗𝚜𝚞𝚊𝚕𝚒𝚝𝚎́, 𝚊𝚞𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚒𝚚𝚞𝚎 𝚎𝚝 𝚙𝚕𝚎𝚒𝚗𝚎 𝚍𝚎 𝚙𝚊𝚛𝚊𝚍𝚘𝚡𝚎𝚜, 𝚚𝚞𝚎 𝚋𝚒𝚎𝚗 𝚜𝚘𝚞𝚟𝚎𝚗𝚝, 𝚝𝚞 𝚎́𝚌𝚕𝚊𝚒𝚛𝚎𝚜 𝚖𝚎𝚜 𝚝𝚎́𝚗𝚎̀𝚋𝚛𝚎𝚜 𝚎𝚝 𝚍𝚎𝚟𝚒𝚎𝚗𝚜 𝚕𝚞𝚎𝚞𝚛 𝚊𝚞 𝚖𝚒𝚕𝚒𝚎𝚞 𝚍𝚎 𝚖𝚘𝚗 𝚌𝚑𝚊𝚘𝚜… 𝙳𝚘𝚗𝚗𝚊𝚗𝚝 𝚜𝚎𝚗𝚜 𝚎𝚝 𝚋𝚎𝚊𝚞𝚝𝚎́ 𝚊̀ 𝚗𝚘𝚜 𝚏𝚘𝚕𝚒𝚎𝚜…     _____________________________________________________________________________________________________________ *𝚂𝙾𝚄𝙽𝙳𝚃𝚁𝙰𝙲𝙺 : ▶ 𝙱𝚛𝚒𝚊𝚗 𝙴𝚗𝚘 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝙹𝚘𝚑𝚗 𝙷𝚊𝚜𝚜𝚎𝚕𝚕 - 𝙿𝚘𝚜𝚜𝚒𝚋𝚕𝚎 𝙼𝚞𝚜𝚒𝚌𝚜📻 _____________________________________________________________________________________________________________ 𝙲𝚁𝙴𝙳𝙸𝚃 𝙿𝙷𝙾𝚃𝙾 : 𝙻𝚎 𝚂𝚘𝚖𝚋𝚛𝚎 鐵厲 ( 𝚊𝚟𝚎𝚌 𝚕𝚊 𝚙𝚊𝚛𝚝𝚒𝚌𝚒𝚙𝚊𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗 𝚎𝚝 𝚕'𝚊𝚞𝚝𝚘𝚛𝚒𝚜𝚊𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗 𝚙𝚎𝚛𝚖𝚊𝚗𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚎 𝚍𝚎 𝚂𝚘𝚖𝚋𝚛𝚎 𝙾𝚛𝚌𝚑𝚒𝚍𝚎́𝚎 ) _____________________________________________________________________________________________________________