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TIME

Just like sand passing through the fingers, it changes like a leaf, turns yellow and dries. Like wars, like poverty, like fire, and like snow, changes, makes things old. But I move…

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Travel To France

My madness for sitting by the plane window is endless. In fact, all my life I've been thinking about the clouds and the sky, where I'm the only one who thinks of nothing but my…

Third Eye

Iran Dreams