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𝙰𝚕𝚏𝚛𝚎𝚍𝚘 𝙾𝚕𝚒𝚟𝚊𝚜 - 𝙴𝚕 𝙼𝚊𝚕𝚘 𝙳𝚎 𝙲𝚞𝚕𝚒𝚊𝚌á𝚗 (𝙻𝚎𝚝𝚛𝚊𝚜)
𝙰𝚕𝚏𝚛𝚎𝚍𝚘 𝙾𝚕𝚒𝚟𝚊𝚜 - 𝙴𝚕 𝙼𝚊𝚕𝚘 𝙳𝚎 𝙲𝚞𝚕𝚒𝚊𝚌á𝚗 (𝙻𝚎𝚝𝚛𝚊𝚜)
𝙰𝚕𝚏𝚛𝚎𝚍𝚘 𝙾𝚕𝚒𝚟𝚊𝚜 - 𝙴𝚕 𝙼𝚊𝚕𝚘 𝙳𝚎 𝙲𝚞𝚕𝚒𝚊𝚌á𝚗 (𝙻𝚎𝚝𝚛𝚊𝚜)

𝙻𝚎𝚝𝚛𝚊𝚜:
𝙴𝚕 𝚑𝚞𝚋𝚒𝚎𝚛𝚊, 𝚢𝚊 𝚗𝚘 𝚎𝚡𝚒𝚜𝚝𝚎, 𝚗𝚘 𝚑𝚊𝚢 𝚖𝚊ñ𝚊𝚗𝚊 𝚢𝚊 𝚙𝚊𝚜ó
𝙴𝚕 𝚙𝚊𝚜𝚊𝚍𝚘 𝚍𝚎𝚓ó 𝚌𝚒𝚌𝚊𝚝𝚛𝚒𝚌𝚎𝚜, 𝚙𝚎𝚛𝚘 𝚌𝚛𝚎𝚘 𝚚𝚞𝚎 𝚎𝚕 𝚝𝚒𝚎𝚖𝚙𝚘 𝚕𝚊𝚜 𝚎𝚕𝚒𝚖𝚒𝚗ó
𝙷𝚘𝚢 𝚎𝚡𝚊𝚌𝚝𝚊𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚎 𝚎𝚗 𝚎𝚕 𝚖𝚎𝚜 𝚍𝚎 𝚍𝚒𝚌𝚒𝚎𝚖𝚋𝚛𝚎
𝚂𝚎 𝚌𝚞𝚖𝚙𝚕𝚎𝚗 𝚍𝚘𝚌𝚎 𝚖𝚎𝚜𝚎𝚜 𝚚𝚞𝚎 𝚎𝚕 𝚖𝚊𝚕𝚘 𝚜𝚎 𝚏𝚞𝚎
𝙿𝚘𝚛 𝚊𝚝𝚛𝚊𝚋𝚊𝚗𝚌𝚊𝚍𝚘, 𝚙𝚘𝚛 𝚗𝚘 𝚜𝚎𝚛 𝚍𝚎𝚓𝚊𝚍𝚘
𝚈𝚘 𝚌𝚛𝚎𝚘 𝚚𝚞𝚎 𝚙𝚘𝚛 𝚑𝚘𝚖𝚋𝚛𝚎
𝙰𝚑í 𝚓ú𝚣𝚐𝚞𝚎𝚕𝚘 𝚞𝚜𝚝𝚎𝚍
𝚄𝚗𝚊 𝚜ú𝚙𝚎𝚛 𝚞𝚗𝚊 𝚗𝚞𝚎𝚟𝚎 𝚞𝚗 𝚌𝚞𝚎𝚛𝚗𝚘 𝚍𝚎 𝚌𝚑𝚒𝚟𝚘
𝚄𝚗 𝚁 𝚚𝚞𝚎 𝚖á𝚜 𝚍𝚊
𝚈𝚘 𝚙𝚘𝚛𝚝𝚊𝚋𝚊 𝚘𝚛𝚐𝚞𝚕𝚕𝚘𝚜𝚊𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚎
𝚄𝚗𝚊 𝚝𝚛𝚎𝚜 𝚘𝚌𝚑𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚊 𝚚𝚞𝚎 𝚟𝚒𝚘 𝚖𝚒 𝚏𝚒𝚗𝚊𝚕
𝚈 𝚍𝚎 𝚚𝚞é 𝚜𝚎𝚛𝚟í𝚊 𝚝𝚛𝚊𝚎𝚛 𝚎𝚜𝚎 𝚍í𝚊 𝚞𝚗 𝚏𝚞𝚜𝚒𝚕 𝚖𝚊𝚜 𝚐𝚛𝚊𝚗𝚍𝚎
𝚂𝚒 𝚗𝚘 𝚍𝚎𝚓𝚊𝚗 𝚜𝚎𝚛
𝚅𝚊𝚕𝚒𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚎𝚜 𝚌𝚘𝚋𝚊𝚛𝚍𝚎𝚜 𝚜𝚒𝚌𝚊𝚛𝚒𝚘𝚜 𝚍𝚎 𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚒𝚛𝚊
𝙻𝚕𝚎𝚐𝚊𝚗 𝚙𝚘𝚛 𝚕𝚊 𝚎𝚜𝚙𝚊𝚕𝚍𝚊
𝙽𝚘 𝚖𝚎 𝚙𝚞𝚍𝚎 𝚍𝚎𝚏𝚎𝚗𝚍𝚎𝚛
𝙰𝚌𝚞𝚖𝚞𝚕é 𝚖𝚞𝚌𝚑𝚘𝚜 𝚙𝚞𝚗𝚝𝚘𝚜
𝙰𝚗𝚍𝚊𝚗𝚍𝚘 𝚎𝚗 𝚎𝚕 𝚙𝚘𝚣𝚘 𝚍𝚎 𝚊𝚐𝚞𝚊
𝚂𝚒𝚎𝚖𝚙𝚛𝚎 𝚊𝚗𝚍𝚞𝚟𝚎
𝙲𝚘𝚗 𝚕𝚊 𝚐ü𝚎𝚛𝚊
𝙴𝚗 𝚕𝚊𝚜 𝚋𝚞𝚎𝚗𝚊𝚜 𝚢 𝚎𝚗 𝚕𝚊𝚜 𝚖𝚊𝚕𝚊𝚜
𝚂𝚘𝚕𝚘 𝚕𝚎 𝚙𝚒𝚍𝚘 𝚞𝚗 𝚏𝚊𝚟𝚘𝚛
𝙽𝚘 𝚍𝚎𝚓𝚎 𝚜𝚘𝚕𝚘 𝚊 𝚖𝚒 𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚖𝚊𝚗𝚘
𝙿á𝚜𝚎𝚕𝚎 𝚖𝚒 𝚙𝚞𝚗𝚝𝚞𝚊𝚌𝚒ó𝚗
𝙼𝚒𝚜 𝚋𝚘𝚗𝚘𝚜 𝚊𝚌𝚞𝚖𝚞𝚕𝚊𝚍𝚊𝚜
𝙹𝚞𝚗𝚝𝚘𝚜 𝚏𝚞𝚒𝚖𝚘𝚜 𝚎𝚕 𝚌𝚘𝚗𝚚𝚞𝚒á𝚗
𝚈𝚘 𝚏𝚞𝚒 𝚎𝚕 𝚗𝚎𝚐𝚛𝚘 é𝚕 𝚎𝚜 𝚎𝚕 𝚋𝚕𝚊𝚗𝚌𝚘
É𝚕 𝚎𝚜 𝚍𝚎 𝚋𝚞𝚎𝚗 𝚌𝚘𝚛𝚊𝚣ó𝚗
𝚈𝚘 𝚜𝚒𝚖𝚙𝚕𝚎𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚎 𝚏𝚞𝚒 𝚖𝚊𝚕𝚘
(𝚈 𝚎𝚜𝚝𝚊 𝚝𝚊𝚖𝚙𝚘𝚌𝚘 𝚎𝚜 𝚙𝚊𝚛𝚊 𝚚𝚞𝚎 𝚜𝚎 𝚙𝚘𝚗𝚐𝚊𝚗 𝚊 𝚕𝚕𝚘𝚛𝚊𝚛
𝙴𝚜 𝚙𝚊𝚛𝚊 𝚚𝚞𝚎 𝚜𝚎 𝚎𝚌𝚑𝚎𝚗 𝚞𝚗𝚊 𝚊 𝚖𝚒 𝚜𝚊𝚕𝚞𝚍
𝙿𝚎𝚛𝚘 𝚎𝚗 𝚕𝚊 𝟻 𝚍𝚎 𝚖𝚊𝚢𝚘, 𝙲𝚞𝚕𝚒𝚊𝚌á𝚗)
𝚃𝚘𝚍𝚊𝚟í𝚊 𝚖𝚎 𝚎𝚌𝚑é 𝚞𝚗 𝚝𝚊𝚌𝚘 𝚊𝚗𝚝𝚎𝚜 𝚍𝚎 𝚖𝚘𝚛𝚒𝚛𝚖𝚎 𝚎𝚗 𝚞𝚗 𝚛𝚎𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚞𝚛𝚊𝚗𝚝
𝚂𝚒𝚗 𝚜𝚊𝚋𝚎𝚛 𝚚𝚞𝚎 𝚒𝚋𝚊 𝚊 𝚍𝚊𝚛 𝚋𝚕𝚊𝚗𝚌𝚘 𝚊 𝚞𝚗 𝚙𝚘𝚌𝚘 𝚍𝚎 𝚙𝚕𝚘𝚖𝚘 𝚞𝚗𝚘𝚜 𝚖𝚒𝚗𝚞𝚝𝚘𝚜 𝚖𝚊𝚜
𝙼𝚊𝚕𝚍𝚒𝚝𝚘 𝚜𝚎𝚐𝚞𝚛𝚘 𝚚𝚞𝚎 𝚖𝚊𝚕 𝚝𝚎 𝚙𝚘𝚛𝚝𝚊𝚜𝚝𝚎
𝙽𝚘 𝚚𝚞𝚒𝚜𝚒𝚜𝚝𝚎 𝚊𝚋𝚛𝚒𝚛𝚖𝚎 𝚕𝚊 𝚙𝚞𝚎𝚛𝚝𝚊 𝚓𝚊𝚖á𝚜
𝚀𝚞𝚒𝚜𝚎 𝚍𝚊𝚛 𝚎𝚕 𝚋𝚛𝚒𝚗𝚌𝚘 𝚜𝚊𝚕𝚒𝚛 𝚙𝚘𝚛 𝚕𝚊 𝚟𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚊𝚗𝚊
𝙿𝚎𝚛𝚘 𝚢𝚊 𝚗𝚘 𝚙𝚞𝚍𝚎, 𝚚𝚞𝚎 𝚖𝚊𝚕 𝚚𝚞𝚎𝚍𝚘 𝚕𝚊 𝙽𝚒𝚜𝚜𝚊𝚗
𝙰𝚕𝚌𝚊𝚗𝚌é 𝚊 𝚌𝚘𝚖𝚎𝚛 𝚋𝚞ñ𝚞𝚎𝚕𝚘𝚜
𝚂𝚊𝚛𝚌á𝚜𝚝𝚒𝚌𝚊𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚎 𝚊𝚗𝚝𝚎𝚜 𝚍𝚎 𝚗𝚊𝚟𝚒𝚍𝚊𝚍
𝚃𝚎𝚗𝚒𝚊 𝚕𝚒𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚜 𝚞𝚗 𝚙𝚊𝚛 𝚍𝚎 𝚋𝚛𝚘𝚖𝚊𝚜
𝙰𝚑í 𝚜𝚒 𝚖𝚎 𝚏𝚊𝚕𝚕ó 𝚢𝚊 𝚗𝚘 𝚙𝚞𝚍𝚎 𝚕𝚕𝚎𝚐𝚊𝚛
𝙽𝚘 𝚌𝚘𝚗𝚘𝚌í 𝚎𝚕 𝚘𝚗𝚌𝚎 𝚖𝚎 𝚏𝚊𝚕𝚝𝚊𝚛𝚘𝚗 𝚜𝚎𝚒𝚜 𝚍í𝚊𝚜
𝙰𝚑í 𝚖𝚎 𝚕𝚘 𝚙𝚕𝚊𝚝𝚒𝚌𝚊𝚗 𝚌𝚞𝚊𝚗𝚍𝚘 𝚊𝚗𝚍𝚎𝚗 𝚊𝚌á
𝙰𝚑í 𝚜𝚊𝚚𝚞𝚎𝚗 𝚕𝚊 𝚌𝚞𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚊
𝙼𝚒𝚜 𝚗ú𝚖𝚎𝚛𝚘𝚜 𝚢 𝚏𝚎𝚌𝚑𝚊𝚜
𝙿𝚊𝚛𝚊 𝚎𝚕 𝚚𝚞𝚎 𝚗𝚘 𝚜𝚎𝚙𝚊
𝙵𝚞𝚒 𝚎𝚕 𝚖𝚊𝚕𝚘 𝚍𝚎 𝙲𝚞𝚕𝚒𝚊𝚌á𝚗
𝙱𝚞𝚎𝚗𝚘 𝚊𝚞𝚗𝚚𝚞𝚎 𝚊𝚕 𝚏𝚒𝚗𝚊𝚕 𝚍𝚎 𝚝𝚘𝚍𝚘
𝙽𝚘 𝚌𝚛𝚎𝚘 𝚑𝚊𝚋𝚎𝚛 𝚜𝚒𝚍𝚘 𝚝𝚊𝚗 𝚖𝚊𝚕𝚘
𝚂𝚘𝚕𝚘 𝚌𝚞𝚊𝚗𝚍𝚘 𝚜𝚎 𝚘𝚏𝚛𝚎𝚌í𝚊
𝙾 𝚜𝚒 𝚍𝚎𝚌í𝚊 𝚎𝚕 𝚊𝚕𝚝𝚘 𝚖𝚊𝚗𝚍𝚘
𝙽𝚘 𝚜𝚎 𝚟𝚊𝚢𝚊𝚗 𝚊 𝚎𝚗𝚛𝚎𝚍𝚊𝚛
𝙽𝚘 𝚌𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚗 𝚚𝚞𝚎 𝚢𝚘 𝚑𝚎 𝚛𝚎𝚎𝚗𝚌𝚊𝚛𝚗𝚊𝚍𝚘
𝙴𝚜𝚝á𝚗 𝚟𝚒𝚎𝚗𝚍𝚘 𝚊 𝚖𝚒 𝚌𝚊𝚛𝚗𝚊𝚕
𝚀𝚞𝚎 𝚝𝚊𝚕 𝚟𝚎𝚣 𝚙𝚘𝚛 𝚊𝚕𝚕á 𝚊𝚗𝚍𝚘
𝙼𝚞𝚌𝚑𝚘𝚜 𝚊𝚞𝚗 𝚊𝚚𝚞í 𝚜𝚎 𝚙𝚛𝚎𝚐𝚞𝚗𝚝𝚊𝚗
𝚀𝚞𝚎 𝚜𝚒 𝚕𝚎 𝚓𝚊𝚕𝚎 𝚊𝚕 𝚐𝚊𝚝𝚒𝚕𝚕𝚘
𝙽𝚘 𝚕𝚎𝚜 𝚙𝚞𝚎𝚍𝚘 𝚌𝚘𝚗𝚝𝚎𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚛
𝚅𝚎𝚊𝚗 𝚌𝚘𝚖𝚘 𝚚𝚞𝚎𝚍𝚘 𝚎𝚕 𝚖𝚊𝚛𝚝𝚒𝚕𝚕𝚘
𝙴𝚕 𝚑𝚞𝚋𝚒𝚎𝚛𝚊 𝚢𝚊 𝚗𝚘 𝚎𝚡𝚒𝚜𝚝𝚎