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Iran, Islamic Republic Of
November 9, 2007
we live in our dairy
i see u in the rain.i come for u to the sea . our sea .the blue sea . can wash my thinking to be different for u .
i go there every sunset and look sky but sky is not blue it is red and raining . not love rain such my tears. its be fear on .
every time i be alone in my room can flying but not out just in my room and in my wish land in notes
i sand but so far . u can see me so hard. i can feel u easily.but not found verity
ur not my lover and get it cover.
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