Title: वैकल्पिक

Text: The air begins to feel a little thin, as I start the car and then I begin to add the miles piled up behind me. I can barely feel a smile deep inside me. And I begin to envy the headlights driving south. I want to crack the door, so I can just fall out. Then I remember when you packed my car, you crept in the back and buckled up your heart, for me to drive away with. प्रत्येक पराग्राफले परीक्षण हुनेछ।

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