Title: वैकल्पिक

Text: I woke up surrounded, eyes like frozen planets just orbiting the vacuum I am. They talk me through the damage, consequence, and how it's a pain, they know, they don't understand. Sobbing as they turn to statues on the bedside, I'm trying not to crush into sand. So flood me like Atlantic, weather me to nothing, wash away the blood on my hands. प्रत्येक पराग्राफले परीक्षण हुनेछ।

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