Title: वैकल्पिक

Text: I see things in color, I smell flowers in the Springtime; I hear babies cry and airplanes fly and lectures from those who raised me. I decided things and create things and take one thing and turn it into some other thing. I panic about my future, I regret things I've done in my past. I love and I lust and I hope and I pray that I don't ever fail to remember how great it feels to just feel. प्रत्येक पराग्राफले परीक्षण हुनेछ।

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