Delhi is a soulless city
It has no Dil (heart)
Even foreigners are not spared here
They rape and kill
people live here for decades
do not love the city
Residents crooked from inside
From outside they pretty
They can cut your hand
To save their finger
They looks like human being
But tiger like danger.
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