I want to sleep under a clean, starful, shiny sky. I'm dying for counting those nice mystic objects over my head; I want to see the dream of being there, talking with them and even … but in Tehran? How on earth it's possible?
Yesterday when I ask a friend that how he remembers the history of 1958 FIFA world cup, he replied that he was alive at that time but in his past life, his name was DeterHiens , his wife's name Mary and he had been Swedish!!!
I need that starful sky. Please help me.
P.S. I don't like to delete your comments, because I think it's Very interesting to see your discussions about a topic, please don't ask me to do such a criminal :D
1 comment:
Asemooneee Yazd... :D Manam havas kardam, setare shemordan ta sobh. :)
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