𝕎𝕣𝕖𝕥𝕔𝕙𝕖𝕕 ℂ𝕚𝕥𝕪

a̶l̶l̶ ̶w̶i̶l̶l̶ ̶b̶e̶ ̶r̶e̶v̶e̶a̶l̶e̶d̶.̶

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what shape is your dream?

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ℙ𝕒𝕥𝕚𝕖𝕟𝕔𝕖. 𝕎𝕖 𝕒𝕣𝕖 𝕞𝕖𝕣𝕖𝕝𝕪 𝕚𝕟 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕆𝕧𝕖𝕣𝕥𝕦𝕣𝕖.

𝔼𝕧𝕖𝕣𝕪𝕥𝕙𝕚𝕟𝕘...

...𝕓𝕖𝕘𝕚𝕟𝕤...

𝕖𝕧𝕖𝕟𝕥𝕦𝕒𝕝𝕝𝕪... 𝕗𝕚𝕣𝕤𝕥, 𝕒 𝕨𝕙𝕚𝕞𝕡𝕖𝕣 𝕚𝕟 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕧𝕠𝕚𝕕, 𝕒𝕟𝕕 𝕥𝕙𝕖𝕟...

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𝔸𝕤 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕔𝕠𝕝𝕠𝕣 𝕤𝕨𝕖𝕡𝕥 𝕓𝕒𝕔𝕜 𝕚𝕟𝕥𝕠 𝕞𝕪 𝕝𝕚𝕗𝕖, 𝕀 𝕣𝕖𝕒𝕝𝕚𝕤𝕖𝕕 𝕒𝕝𝕝 𝕀 𝕣𝕖𝕒𝕝𝕝𝕪 𝕟𝕖𝕖𝕕 𝕚𝕤 𝕤𝕖𝕡𝕚𝕒.

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.... 𝔹𝕦𝕥 𝕤𝕠𝕞𝕖𝕥𝕚𝕞𝕖𝕤 𝕀 𝕗𝕖𝕖𝕝 𝕝𝕚𝕜𝕖 𝕒 𝕓𝕣𝕚𝕘𝕙𝕥, 𝕧𝕚𝕓𝕣𝕒𝕟𝕥 𝕡𝕚𝕟𝕜 𝕃𝕒𝕕𝕒 𝕚𝕟 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕡𝕣𝕒𝕚𝕣𝕚𝕖.

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𝕊𝕠𝕞𝕖𝕥𝕚𝕞𝕖𝕤 𝕀 𝕛𝕦𝕤𝕥 𝕗𝕖𝕖𝕝 𝕝𝕚𝕜𝕖 𝕒 𝕤𝕒𝕕 𝕡𝕚𝕟𝕜 𝕃𝕒𝕕𝕒 𝕚𝕟 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕡𝕣𝕒𝕚𝕣𝕚𝕖.