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Tangerine May 2020
𝑀𝓎 𝒶𝓇𝓂𝓈,
𝒶𝓃𝒹 𝓂𝓎 𝒷𝑜𝒹𝓎 𝑜𝓅𝑒𝓃.
𝑀𝓎 𝒽𝑒𝒶𝓇𝓉, 𝒾𝓉 𝓎𝑒𝒶𝓇𝓃𝓈,
𝐹𝑜𝓇 𝓈𝑜𝓂𝑒𝑜𝓃𝑒 𝓉𝑜 𝒽𝑜𝓁𝒹,
𝒯𝑜 𝓉𝑜𝓊𝒸𝒽, 𝓉𝑜 𝓀𝒾𝓈𝓈, 𝓉𝑜 𝓁𝑜𝓋𝑒,
𝒻𝑜𝓇 𝓈𝑜𝓂𝑒𝑜𝓃𝑒 𝓉𝑜 𝒸𝒶𝓁𝓁 𝓂𝓎 𝑜𝓌𝓃.

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