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I've painted the memory of your coming with my crayons, and crossed out the path of your leaving. There's no one to dictate life to me, correct my mistakes, cross out my wrong days, and make me to write down my experiences ten times. The geography of your being has covered the outline of the sea. The fish can't reach your whereabout, let alone I. whenever I put pen to paper, my pen point used to break. And now with the least remembrance of you, my heart breaks… come and swear by my life, that you will always stay by my side. |
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Name :Samira
Age : 9teen Birthplace : The city of sorrow Father’s name : Endeavor Mother’s name : Affection Birthday : The day of misfortune Condition : Alone Crime : Having been born Conviction : Living |
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شهریور 1388 مرداد 1388 تیر 1388 آذر 1387 تیر 1387 اردیبهشت 1387 فروردین 1387 شهریور 1386 مرداد 1386 تیر 1386 خرداد 1386 فروردین 1386 اسفند 1385 بهمن 1385 آبان 1384 اردیبهشت 1382 |
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چرت و پرت عشقولانه هایی برای امام زمان اشعار عشقولانه what is a friend love letters To my dear Lee Young Aee To my friend Zahra فروش کامل جواهری در قصر To my beloved ones poem & lyric |
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