Title: वैकल्पिक

Text: My friend, do you fly away now? To a world that abhors you and I? All that awaits you is a somber morrow. No matter where the winds may blow. My soul, corrupted by vengeance. Hath endured torment, to find the end of the journey. In my own salvation. And your eternal slumber. प्रत्येक पराग्राफले परीक्षण हुनेछ।

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