Title: वैकल्पिक

Text: And so, gazing at her, I realized that she's far too young and wrought with beauty to die. Such scarlet lips were dressed in sunshine forever, yet the chemical imbalance had her always asking: "How far are we from the asphalt?" Well if only she knew... if she had loved me I'd have tried to be peroxide on her forearms. प्रत्येक पराग्राफले परीक्षण हुनेछ।

Save test: यदि तपाईं यो टाइपिङ परीक्षणलाई साझा गर्न चाहानुहुन्छ भने यो प्रयोग गर्नुहोस् (केवल प्रमाणीकृत प्रयोगकर्ताहरूको लागि)।