Title: वैकल्पिक

Text: To the love, I never confessed: There is not even a single day pass without your thought. Love to you flows as tears down my cheeks. The same pink cheeks that once waited for your kiss. Why am I not beside you? Why fate separated us? प्रत्येक पराग्राफले परीक्षण हुनेछ।

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