Title: वैकल्पिक

Text: My past reflecting through my eyes, I'm about to jump this bridge, so tell me as to why I shouldn't. This life is static; robotic; going nowhere; abeyant; in my head, going nowhere, and it's driving me mad. Lights flash by my eyes, but I won't sympathize with myself anymore. I'm sick with a skewed view; I can't handle it consuming what's left of my time. Calcified over time into something valueless; anchored by this burden I keep - take it from me; take it all. प्रत्येक पराग्राफले परीक्षण हुनेछ।

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