Title: वैकल्पिक

Text: Sometimes I wish that love was never existing. It is like a rose. It smells divine, however, if you make a wrong move, you get pricked by its deadly thorns. Love is toyed around too much, why can't today's generation have an ever growing love that burns eternally? प्रत्येक पराग्राफले परीक्षण हुनेछ।

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