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A girl was running toward the Banaras ghat, her red bangles clicking softly with every step. Her Anarkali suit flowed behind her, and her dupatta danced with the wind as her long hair trailed like a dark cloud.
๐๐ฎ๐ญ๐ก๐จ๐ซ ๐ฉ๐จ๐ฏ
A girl was running toward the Banaras ghat, her red bangles clicking softly with every step. Her Anarkali suit flowed behind her, and her dupatta danced with the wind as her long hair trailed like a dark cloud.
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