Title: वैकल्पिक

Text: I would lay there on the couch, and listen to the fans run above my head. I would imagine that outside there was noise and life going on. Not the silence and sounds of nature, which was all I'd ever known. I pretended and I sat up imagining. Those were the worst years of my life. Thank you so much, my love. For adding a light that I so desperately craved to them. प्रत्येक पराग्राफले परीक्षण हुनेछ।

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