𝖠 𝗆𝗒𝗍𝗁 𝗇𝗈 𝗈𝗇𝖾 𝖻𝖾𝗅𝗂𝖾𝗏𝖾𝖽 𝗂𝗇, 𝖺 𝗍𝗋𝖺𝗀𝖾𝖽𝗒 𝗍𝗁𝖺𝗍 𝗇𝖾𝗏𝖾𝗋 𝗅𝖾𝖺𝗋𝗇𝖾𝖽 𝗁𝗈𝗐 𝗍𝗈 𝖾𝗇𝖽, 𝖺 𝗌𝗈𝗎𝗅 𝗐𝗁𝗈 𝗁𝖺𝖽 𝖽𝗂𝖾𝖽 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗇𝗀 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗄𝖾𝗉𝗍 𝗈𝗇 𝗐𝖺𝗅𝗄𝗂𝗇‘
𝖠𝗇𝖽 𝖨'𝗏𝖾 𝖿𝗈𝗎𝗇𝖽 𝗍𝗁𝖺𝗍 𝖺𝗅𝗆𝗈𝗌𝗍 𝖾𝗏𝖾𝗋𝗒𝗍𝗁𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗂𝗌 𝗆𝖺𝖽𝖾 𝗈𝖿 𝖼𝖺𝗋𝖽𝖻𝗈𝖺𝗋𝖽 𝖠𝗇𝖽 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗋𝖾‘𝗌 𝖺𝖻𝗌𝗈𝗅𝗎𝗍𝖾𝗅𝗒 𝗇𝗈𝗍𝗁𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝖨 𝖼𝖺𝗇’𝗍 𝗌𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗐𝗂𝗍𝗁 𝗐𝖾𝗂𝗋𝖽 𝖼𝗁𝗈𝗋𝖽𝗌