Title: वैकल्पिक

Text: Now I'm in a king's cage. But so is he. My chains are Silent Stone. His is the crown. There are pieces of me, small pieces, still in love with a fiction. A ghost living inside a boy I cannot fathom. The ghost that sat by my bed while I dreamed in pain. The ghost who kept Samson from my mind as long as he could, I know, delaying an inevitable torture. प्रत्येक पराग्राफले परीक्षण हुनेछ।

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