log pather marnae aaie tu woh bhi saath the
hum khatayen jin ke apne naam likhwate rhe
Regards,
Sardarzada
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God is dead! God remains dead! And we have killed him! How shall we console ourselves, the most murderous of all murderers? The holiest and the mightiest that the world has hitherto possessed, has bled to death under our knife....
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