Title: वैकल्पिक

Text: So hot, so bright, I'm trying to process it. My concentrated look keeps me alive. Born without any love, to eat cheap candies, to fall apart, and to eat candies again. I'm at fault for my life, I think back to each and every time. I guess it started from nothing, such familiar slurs and violence. "I'll just draw my own friends." प्रत्येक पराग्राफले परीक्षण हुनेछ।

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