ㅤ ㅤ ㅤㅤ 𝖤𝗍 𝗆𝗈𝗇 𝖺𝗆𝗂𝖾 ℒ𝖺 𝗋𝗈𝗌𝖾
ㅤ ㅤㅤ ㅤㅤ ℳ𝖾 𝗅'𝖺 𝖽𝗂𝗍 𝖼𝖾 𝗆𝖺𝗍𝗂𝗇
𝖠 𝗅'𝖺𝗎𝗋𝗈𝗋𝖾 𝗃𝖾 𝗌𝗎𝗂𝗌 𝗇é𝖾 𝖻𝖺𝗉𝗍𝗂𝗌é𝖾 𝖽𝖾 𝗋𝗈𝗌é𝖾 𝖩𝖾 𝗆𝖾 𝗌𝗎𝗂𝗌 é𝗉𝖺𝗇𝗈𝗎𝗂𝖾 𝗁𝖾𝗎𝗋𝖾𝗎𝗌𝖾 𝖾𝗍 𝖺𝗆𝗈𝗎𝗋𝖾𝗎𝗌𝖾 𝖠𝗎𝗑 𝗋𝖺𝗒𝗈𝗇𝗌 𝖽𝗎 𝗌𝗈𝗅𝖾𝗂𝗅 𝗆𝖾 𝗌𝗎𝗂𝗌 𝖿𝖾𝗋𝗆é𝖾 𝗅𝖺 𝗇𝗎𝗂𝗍. 𝗆𝖾 𝗌𝗎𝗂𝗌 𝗋é𝗏𝖾𝗂𝗅𝗅é𝖾 𝗏𝗂𝖾𝗂𝗅𝗅𝖾. 𝗉𝗈𝗎𝗋𝗍𝖺𝗇𝗍 𝗃'é𝗍𝖺𝗂𝗌 𝗍𝗋è𝗌 𝖻𝖾𝗅𝗅𝖾. 𝖮𝗎𝗂 𝗃'é𝗍𝖺𝗂𝗌 𝗅𝖺 𝗉𝗅𝗎𝗌 𝖻𝖾𝗅𝗅𝖾 𝖽𝖾𝗌 𝖿𝗅𝖾𝗎𝗋𝗌 𝖽𝖾 𝗍𝗈𝗇 𝗃𝖺𝗋𝖽𝗂𝗇 𝖮𝗇 𝖾𝗌𝗍 𝖻𝗂𝖾𝗇 𝗉𝖾𝗎 𝖽𝖾 𝖼𝗁𝗈𝗌𝖾𝗌 𝖾𝗍 𝗆𝗈𝗇 𝖺𝗆𝗂𝖾 𝗅𝖺 𝗋𝗈𝗌𝖾 𝗆𝖾 𝗅'𝖺 𝖽𝗂𝗍 𝖼𝖾 𝗆𝖺𝗍𝗂𝗇 𝖵𝗈𝗂𝗌 𝗅𝖾 𝖽𝗂𝖾𝗎 𝗊𝗎𝗂 𝗆'𝖺 𝖿𝖺𝗂𝗍𝖾 𝗆𝖾 𝖿𝖺𝗂𝗍 𝖼𝗈𝗎𝗋𝖻𝖾𝗋 𝗅𝖺 𝗍ê𝗍𝖾 𝖾𝗍 𝗃𝖾 𝗌𝖾𝗇𝗌 𝗊𝗎𝖾 𝗃𝖾 𝗍𝗈𝗆𝖻𝖾 𝖾𝗍 𝗃𝖾 𝗌𝖾𝗇𝗌 𝗊𝗎𝖾 𝗃𝖾 𝗍𝗈𝗆𝖻𝖾 𝖬𝗈𝗇 𝖼œur 𝖾𝗌𝗍 𝗉𝗋𝖾𝗌𝗊𝗎𝖾 𝗇𝗎 𝖩'𝖺𝗂 𝗅𝖾 𝗉𝗂𝖾𝖽 𝖽𝖺𝗇𝗌 𝗅𝖺 𝗍𝗈𝗆𝖻𝖾 𝖣é𝗃à 𝗃𝖾 𝗇𝖾 𝗌𝗎𝗂𝗌 𝗉𝗅𝗎𝗌. 𝖳𝗎 𝗆'𝖺𝖽𝗆𝗂𝗋𝖺𝗂𝗌 𝗁𝗂𝖾𝗋. 𝖤𝗍 𝗃𝖾 𝗌𝖾𝗋𝖺𝗂 𝗉𝗈𝗎𝗌𝗌𝗂è𝗋𝖾 𝖯𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝗍𝗈𝗎𝗃𝗈𝗎𝗋𝗌 𝖽𝖾𝗆𝖺𝗂𝗇. 𝖮𝗇 𝖾𝗌𝗍 𝖻𝗂𝖾𝗇 𝗉𝖾𝗎 𝖽𝖾 𝖼𝗁𝗈𝗌𝖾𝗌. 𝖤𝗍 𝗆𝗈𝗇 𝖺𝗆𝗂𝖾 𝗅𝖺 𝗋𝗈𝗌𝖾, 𝖾𝗌𝗍 𝗆𝗈𝗋𝗍𝖾 𝖼𝖾 𝗆𝖺𝗍𝗂𝗇. 𝖫𝖺 𝗅𝗎𝗇𝖾, 𝖼𝖾𝗍𝗍𝖾 𝗇𝗎𝗂𝗍 𝖺 𝗏𝖾𝗂𝗅𝗅é 𝗆𝗈𝗇 𝖺𝗆𝗂𝖾. 𝖬𝗈𝗂 𝖾𝗇 𝗋ê𝗏𝖾 𝗃'𝖺𝗂 𝗏𝗎 𝖤𝖻𝗅𝗈𝗎𝗂𝗌𝗌𝖺𝗇𝗍𝖾 𝖾𝗍 𝗇𝗎𝖾. 𝖲𝗈𝗇 â𝗆𝖾 𝗊𝗎𝗂 𝖽𝖺𝗇𝗌𝖺𝗂𝗍. 𝖡𝗂𝖾𝗇 𝖺𝗎 𝖽𝖾𝗅à 𝖽𝖾𝗌 𝗇𝗎𝖾𝗌
𝖾𝗍 𝗊𝗎𝗂 𝗆𝖾 𝗌𝗈𝗎𝗋𝗂𝖺𝗂𝗍. 𝖢𝗋𝗈𝗂𝗌, 𝖼𝖾𝗅𝗎𝗂 𝗊𝗎𝗂 𝗉𝖾𝗎𝗍 𝖼𝗋𝗈𝗂𝗋𝖾. 𝖬𝗈𝗂 𝗃'𝖺𝗂 𝖻𝖾𝗌𝗈𝗂𝗇 𝖽'𝖾𝗌𝗉𝗈𝗂𝗋 𝗌𝗂𝗇𝗈𝗇, 𝗃𝖾 𝗇𝖾 𝗌𝗎𝗂𝗌 𝗋𝗂𝖾𝗇 𝖮𝗎 𝖻𝗂𝖾𝗇 𝗌𝗂 𝗉𝖾𝗎 𝖽𝖾 𝖼𝗁𝗈𝗌𝖾 𝖢'𝖾𝗌𝗍 𝗆𝗈𝗇 𝖺𝗆𝗂𝖾 𝗅𝖺 𝗋𝗈𝗌𝖾 𝗊𝗎𝗂 𝗅'𝖺 𝖽𝗂𝗍 𝗁𝗂𝖾𝗋 𝗆𝖺𝗍𝗂𝗇.