dulce_3t_decorum_3st

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Bₑₙₜ dₒᵤbₗₑ, ₗᵢₖₑ ₒₗd bₑggₐᵣₛ ᵤₙdₑᵣ ₛₐcₖₛ, ₖₙₒcₖ₋ₖₙₑₑd, cₒᵤgₕᵢₙg ₗᵢₖₑ ₕₐgₛ, wₑ cᵤᵣₛₑd ₜₕᵣₒᵤgₕ ₛₗᵤdgₑ, ₜᵢₗₗ ₒₙ ₜₕₑ ₕₐᵤₙₜᵢₙg fₗₐᵣₑₛ wₑ ₜᵤᵣₙₑd ₒᵤᵣ bₐcₖₛ, ₐₙd ₜₒwₐᵣdₛ ₒᵤᵣ dᵢₛₜₐₙₜ ᵣₑₛₜ bₑgₐₙ ₜₒ ₜᵣᵤdgₑ.