نوها Without you there's no me, You're the air that I breathe, Sometimes the world is dark and I just can't see, With these demons surround all around to bring me down to negativity, But I believe, yes I believe, I said I believe.
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An Indian labourer prepares coloured powder, known as “gulal”, to be used during the forthcoming spring festival of Holi, on the outskirts of Siliguri on March 20, 2013.
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