Title: वैकल्पिक

Text: Kneeling low, I'd crumble 'neath the weight of my regret, Yet you're the gentle wind, chasing all my troubles far, A magnet drawing me close, where joy and warmth met, In your embrace, I find my peace, my shining guiding star. Oh, Ella, I cannot wait to see you, bliss in the wonders of your skillful moves! Dancing around like a skater, gliding around in an ice rink. I have the desire to join you after all! But sadly, let us say we have differences. प्रत्येक पराग्राफले परीक्षण हुनेछ।

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