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𝖯𝗋𝖾𝗍𝗍𝗒 𝗅𝗂𝗄𝖾 𝖽𝖺𝗂𝗇𝗍𝗒 𝖿𝗅𝗈𝗐𝖾𝗋𝗌 𝗍𝗁𝖺𝗍 𝖻𝗅𝗈𝗈𝗆 𝗂𝗇 𝗌𝗁𝖺𝖽𝖾𝗌 𝗈𝖿 𝗉𝗂𝗇𝗄 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗉𝗎𝗋𝗉𝗅𝖾

𝖫𝗂𝗄𝖾 𝗂𝗏𝗒 𝗍𝗁𝖺𝗍 𝖼𝗅𝗂𝗆𝖻𝗌 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗐𝖺𝗅𝗅𝗌, 𝗅𝖾𝖺𝗏𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝖺 𝗏𝗂𝖻𝗋𝖺𝗇𝗍 𝗁𝗎𝖾

𝖯𝗋𝖾𝗍𝗍𝗒 𝗅𝗂𝗄𝖾 𝗏𝗂𝗏𝗂𝖽 𝗌𝗎𝗇𝗌𝖾𝗍𝗌 𝗍𝗁𝖺𝗍 𝗉𝖺𝗂𝗇𝗍 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗌𝗄𝗒 𝗂𝗇 𝗈𝗋𝖺𝗇𝗀𝖾 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗀𝗈𝗅𝖽

𝖫𝗂𝗄𝖾 𝖾𝗅𝖾𝗀𝖺𝗇𝗍 𝗌𝗐𝖺𝗇𝗌 𝗍𝗁𝖺𝗍 𝗀𝗅𝗂𝖽𝖾 𝖺𝖼𝗋𝗈𝗌𝗌 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝖼𝖺𝗅𝗆 𝗅𝖺𝗄𝖾

𝖫𝗂𝗄𝖾 𝗋𝖾𝖼𝖺𝗅𝗅𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗆𝖾𝗆𝗈𝗋𝗂𝖾𝗌 𝗂𝗇 𝖽𝗂𝖿𝖿𝖾𝗋𝖾𝗇𝗍 𝖿𝗈𝗋𝗆𝗌

𝖤𝖺𝖼𝗁 𝗎𝗇𝗂𝗊𝗎𝖾 𝗂𝗇 𝗂𝗍𝗌 𝗈𝗐𝗇 𝗐𝖺𝗒, 𝗒𝖾𝗍 𝖺𝗅𝗅 𝗌𝗈 𝖼𝖺𝗉𝗍𝗂𝗏𝖺𝗍𝗂𝗇𝗀

𝖭𝖾𝗌𝗍𝗅𝖾𝖽 𝗂𝗇 𝗇𝖺𝗍𝗎𝗋𝖾'𝗌 𝖾𝗆𝖻𝗋𝖺𝖼𝖾, 𝖾𝖺𝖼𝗁 𝗌𝗂𝗀𝗁𝗍 𝖻𝗋𝗂𝗇𝗀𝗌 𝗃𝗈𝗒

𝖯𝗋𝖾𝗍𝗍𝗒 𝗅𝗂𝗄𝖾 𝗍𝖾𝗇𝖽𝖾𝗋 𝗆𝗈𝗆𝖾𝗇𝗍𝗌 𝗌𝗁𝖺𝗋𝖾𝖽 𝗐𝗂𝗍𝗁 𝗅𝗈𝗏𝖾𝖽 𝗈𝗇𝖾𝗌 𝗎𝗇𝖽𝖾𝗋 𝗌𝗍𝖺𝗋𝗋𝗒 𝗌𝗄𝗂𝖾𝗌

𝖫𝗂𝗄𝖾 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗄𝗂𝗇𝖽𝖾𝗌𝗍 𝗁𝖾𝖺𝗋𝗍𝗌 𝗌𝗁𝗂𝗇𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝖻𝗋𝗂𝗀𝗁𝗍 𝗅𝗂𝗄𝖾 𝗉𝗋𝖾𝖼𝗂𝗈𝗎𝗌 𝗀𝖾𝗆𝗌

𝖯𝗋𝖾𝗍𝗍𝗒 𝗅𝗂𝗄𝖾 𝗂𝗇𝗍𝗋𝗂𝖼𝖺𝗍𝖾 𝖽𝖾𝗌𝗂𝗀𝗇𝗌 𝗐𝗈𝗏𝖾𝗇 𝗂𝗇𝗍𝗈 𝖽𝖾𝗅𝗂𝖼𝖺𝗍𝖾 𝗅𝖺𝖼𝖾 𝗐𝗈𝗋𝗄

𝖶𝗂𝗍𝗁 𝗇𝖺𝗍𝗎𝗋𝖾'𝗌 𝗌𝗒𝗆𝗉𝗁𝗈𝗇𝗒 𝗉𝗅𝖺𝗒𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗌𝗈𝖿𝗍𝗅𝗒 𝗂𝗇 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝖻𝖺𝖼𝗄𝗀𝗋𝗈𝗎𝗇𝖽

𝖯𝗋𝖾𝗍𝗍𝗒 𝗅𝗂𝗄𝖾 𝖽𝖺𝗋𝗄𝗇𝖾𝗌𝗌 𝗀𝗂𝗏𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗐𝖺𝗒 𝗍𝗈 𝗅𝗂𝗀𝗁𝗍 𝖺𝗌 𝖽𝖺𝗐𝗇 𝖻𝗋𝖾𝖺𝗄𝗌

𝖫𝗂𝗄𝖾 𝗌𝗐𝖺𝗒𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝖿𝗂𝖾𝗅𝖽𝗌 𝗈𝖿 𝗀𝗋𝖺𝗌𝗌 𝖺𝗌 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗒 𝖽𝖺𝗇𝖼𝖾 𝗐𝗂𝗍𝗁 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗐𝗂𝗇𝖽

𝖫𝗂𝗄𝖾 𝖺𝗇 𝗈𝖺𝗌𝗂𝗌 𝗈𝖿 𝗌𝖾𝗋𝖾𝗇𝗂𝗍𝗒 𝖿𝗈𝗎𝗇𝖽 𝖺𝗆𝗂𝖽𝗌𝗍 𝖻𝗎𝗌𝗍𝗅𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝖼𝗂𝗍𝗂𝖾𝗌

𝖥𝗋𝖺𝗀𝗋𝖺𝗇𝗍 𝖻𝗅𝗈𝗈𝗆𝗌 𝗋𝖾𝗅𝖾𝖺𝗌𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗂𝗋 𝗌𝗐𝖾𝖾𝗍 𝖺𝗋𝗈𝗆𝖺 

𝖨 𝗍𝗁𝗂𝗇𝗄 𝗌𝗁𝖾'𝗌 𝗉𝗋𝖾𝗍𝗍𝗒 𝗅𝗂𝗄𝖾 𝗋𝖺𝗂𝗇𝖽𝗋𝗈𝗉𝗌 𝗌𝗉𝖺𝗋𝗄𝗅𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗈𝗇 𝗉𝖾𝗍𝖺𝗅𝗌 𝗅𝗂𝗄𝖾 𝖽𝗂𝖺𝗆𝗈𝗇𝖽𝗌

 𝖯𝗋𝖾𝗍𝗍𝗒 𝗅𝗂𝗄𝖾 𝗄𝗂𝗇𝖽𝗇𝖾𝗌𝗌 𝗋𝖺𝖽𝗂𝖺𝗍𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝖿𝗋𝗈𝗆 𝖾𝗒𝖾𝗌 𝖿𝗂𝗅𝗅𝖾𝖽 𝗐𝗂𝗍𝗁 𝖼𝗈𝗆𝗉𝖺𝗌𝗌𝗂𝗈𝗇

𝖨𝗍𝗌 𝗂𝗇𝗍𝖾𝗋𝗂𝗈𝗋𝗌 𝖺𝖽𝗈𝗋𝗇𝖾𝖽 𝗐𝗂𝗍𝗁 𝗐𝖺𝗋𝗆𝗍𝗁 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗅𝗈𝗏𝖾  

𝖭𝗎𝗋𝗍𝗎𝗋𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗌𝗈𝗎𝗅𝗌 𝗌𝗉𝗋𝖾𝖺𝖽𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗃𝗈𝗒 𝗍𝗈 𝗈𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗋𝗌 

𝖦𝖾𝗇𝖾𝗋𝗈𝗌𝗂𝗍𝗒 𝗅𝗂𝗄𝖾 𝖺 𝖻𝖾𝖺𝖼𝗈𝗇 𝗀𝗎𝗂𝖽𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗍𝗁𝗈𝗌𝖾 𝗂𝗇 𝗇𝖾𝖾𝖽 

𝖯𝗋𝖾𝗍𝗍𝗒 𝗅𝗂𝗄𝖾 𝗌𝖾𝗋𝖾𝗇𝗂𝗍𝗒 𝖿𝗈𝗎𝗇𝖽 𝗂𝗇 𝗆𝗈𝗆𝖾𝗇𝗍𝗌 𝗈𝖿 𝗊𝗎𝗂𝖾𝗍 𝖼𝗈𝗇𝗍𝖾𝗆𝗉𝗅𝖺𝗍𝗂𝗈𝗇

𝖫𝗂𝗄𝖾 𝗉𝖾𝖺𝖼𝖾𝖿𝗎𝗅 𝗍𝗁𝗈𝗎𝗀𝗁𝗍𝗌 𝖽𝗋𝗂𝖿𝗍𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗍𝗁𝗋𝗈𝗎𝗀𝗁 𝗍𝗋𝖺𝗇𝗊𝗎𝗂𝗅 𝗆𝗂𝗇𝖽𝗌 

𝖫𝗂𝗄𝖾 𝗋𝖾𝗌𝗍𝖿𝗎𝗅 𝗌𝗅𝖾𝖾𝗉 𝖾𝗇𝗏𝖾𝗅𝗈𝗉𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗐𝖾𝖺𝗋𝗒 𝖻𝗈𝖽𝗂𝖾𝗌 

𝖨𝗇𝗇𝖾𝗋 𝖼𝖺𝗅𝗆 𝖺𝗆𝗂𝖽𝗌𝗍 𝗅𝗂𝖿𝖾'𝗌 𝖼𝗁𝖺𝗈𝗍𝗂𝖼 𝗌𝗍𝗈𝗋𝗆 

𝖫𝗂𝗄𝖾 𝗍𝖾𝗆𝗉𝖾𝗋𝖺𝗆𝖾𝗇𝗍 𝗍𝗁𝖺𝗍 𝗌𝗁𝗂𝗇𝖾𝗌 𝖻𝗋𝗂𝗀𝗁𝗍𝖾𝗋 𝗍𝗁𝖺𝗇 𝖺𝗇𝗒 𝗌𝗍𝖺𝗋 

𝖫𝗂𝗄𝖾 𝗒𝗂𝖾𝗅𝖽𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗁𝖾𝖺𝗋𝗍𝗌 𝗍𝗁𝖺𝗍 𝗈𝗏𝖾𝗋𝖿𝗅𝗈𝗐 𝗐𝗂𝗍𝗁 𝖾𝗆𝗉𝖺𝗍𝗁𝗒 

𝖯𝗋𝖾𝗍𝗍𝗒 𝗅𝗂𝗄𝖾 𝗎𝗇𝗐𝖺𝗏𝖾𝗋𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝖼𝗈𝗎𝗋𝖺𝗀𝖾 𝖽𝖾𝗌𝗉𝗂𝗍𝖾 𝗍𝗋𝗂𝖺𝗅𝗌 𝖿𝖺𝖼𝖾𝖽 

𝖫𝗂𝗄𝖾 𝗋𝖺𝖽𝗂𝖺𝗇𝖼𝖾 𝖾𝗆𝖺𝗇𝖺𝗍𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝖿𝗋𝗈𝗆 𝗐𝗂𝗍𝗁𝗂𝗇

𝖯𝗋𝖾𝗍𝗍𝗒 𝗅𝗂𝗄𝖾 𝗋𝖺𝖽𝗂𝖺𝗇𝗍 𝗌𝗆𝗂𝗅𝖾𝗌 𝗍𝗁𝖺𝗍 𝗅𝗂𝗀𝗁𝗍 𝗎𝗉 𝖺 𝗋𝗈𝗈𝗆,

𝖫𝗂𝗄𝖾 𝗂𝗋𝗂𝖽𝖾𝗌𝖼𝖾𝗇𝗍 𝖾𝗒𝖾𝗌 𝗋𝖾𝖿𝗅𝖾𝖼𝗍𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗂𝗇𝗇𝖾𝗋 𝖻𝖾𝖺𝗎𝗍𝗒,

𝖫𝗂𝗄𝖾 𝗏𝖾𝗋𝗌𝖺𝗍𝗂𝗅𝖾 𝗌𝗈𝗎𝗅𝗌 𝗌𝗁𝗂𝗇𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗍𝗁𝗋𝗈𝗎𝗀𝗁 𝖺𝖽𝗏𝖾𝗋𝗌𝗂𝗍𝗒.

𝖯𝗋𝖾𝗍𝗍𝗒 𝗅𝗂𝗄𝖾 𝗂𝗇𝗌𝗉𝗂𝗋𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗈𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗋𝗌 𝗐𝗂𝗍𝗁 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗂𝗋 𝗌𝗍𝗋𝖾𝗇𝗀𝗍𝗁 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗋𝖾𝗌𝗂𝗅𝗂𝖾𝗇𝖼𝖾.

𝖯𝗋𝖾𝗍𝗍𝗒 𝗅𝗂𝗄𝖾 𝗀𝖾𝗇𝗍𝗅𝖾 𝗐𝗁𝗂𝗌𝗉𝖾𝗋𝗌 𝗈𝖿 𝗐𝗂𝗇𝖽 𝗂𝗇 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗍𝗋𝖾𝖾𝗌,

𝖫𝗂𝗄𝖾 𝗇𝗎𝗋𝗍𝗎𝗋𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝖾𝖺𝗋𝗍𝗁, 𝗉𝗋𝗈𝗏𝗂𝖽𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗅𝗂𝖿𝖾 𝗍𝗈 𝖺𝗅𝗅 𝖻𝖾𝗂𝗇𝗀𝗌.

𝖯𝗋𝖾𝗍𝗍𝗒 𝗅𝗂𝗄𝖾 𝖽𝗂𝗌𝗍𝗂𝗇𝖼𝗍𝗂𝗏𝖾 𝗅𝖺𝗇𝖽𝗌𝖼𝖺𝗉𝖾𝗌 𝗉𝖺𝗂𝗇𝗍𝖾𝖽 𝖻𝗒 𝖬𝗈𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗋 𝖭𝖺𝗍𝗎𝗋𝖾.

𝖥𝗂𝗅𝗅𝖾𝖽 𝗐𝗂𝗍𝗁 𝖽𝗂𝗏𝖾𝗋𝗌𝗂𝗍𝗒, 𝖼𝗋𝖾𝖺𝗍𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗁𝖺𝗋𝗆𝗈𝗇𝗒.

𝖯𝗋𝖾𝗍𝗍𝗒 𝗅𝗂𝗄𝖾 𝖿𝗅𝖾𝖾𝗍𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗆𝗈𝗆𝖾𝗇𝗍𝗌 𝖼𝖺𝗉𝗍𝗎𝗋𝖾𝖽 𝗂𝗇 𝗍𝗂𝗆𝖾,

𝖫𝗂𝗄𝖾 𝗎𝗅𝗍𝗋𝖺𝖿𝗂𝗇𝖾 𝖽𝖾𝗍𝖺𝗂𝗅𝗌 𝗈𝗏𝖾𝗋𝗅𝗈𝗈𝗄𝖾𝖽 𝖻𝗒 𝗆𝖺𝗇𝗒.

𝖫𝗂𝗄𝖾 𝖽𝗂𝖿𝖿𝖾𝗋𝖾𝗇𝗍 𝗉𝖾𝗋𝗌𝗉𝖾𝖼𝗍𝗂𝗏𝖾𝗌 𝗋𝖾𝗏𝖾𝖺𝗅𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗇𝖾𝗐 𝗁𝗈𝗋𝗂𝗓𝗈𝗇𝗌.

𝖫𝗂𝗄𝖾 𝖿𝗋𝖾𝗌𝗁 𝖻𝖾𝗀𝗂𝗇𝗇𝗂𝗇𝗀𝗌 𝖺𝗐𝖺𝗂𝗍𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝖾𝗑𝗉𝗅𝗈𝗋𝖺𝗍𝗂𝗈𝗇.

𝖯𝗋𝖾𝗍𝗍𝗒 𝗅𝗂𝗄𝖾 𝗍𝗁𝗈𝗎𝗀𝗁𝗍𝗌 𝖽𝖺𝗇𝖼𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗅𝗂𝗄𝖾 𝖿𝗂𝗋𝖾𝖿𝗅𝗂𝖾𝗌 𝗂𝗇 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗇𝗂𝗀𝗁𝗍 𝗌𝗄𝗒

𝖲𝗁𝖾'𝗌 𝗉𝗋𝖾𝗍𝗍𝗒 𝗅𝗂𝗄𝖾 𝖾𝗏𝖾𝗋𝗒𝗍𝗁𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝖨 𝗌𝖾𝖾, 𝖺 𝗌𝗂𝗀𝗁𝗍 𝖨 𝖼𝖺𝗇 𝗇𝖾𝗏𝖾𝗋 𝗍𝖾𝖺𝗋 𝗆𝗒 𝖾𝗒𝖾𝗌 𝖿𝗋𝗈𝗆...

(I realized this is more of a rant than a poem but who cares. P.S. - enjoying a really good muffin rn Ü)