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Jun 2023
And your glance,
Was the aroma of an orange tree...
That used to turn my body green;
When I'm seeing you,
Spring grows in me...
و نگاهت
بوي درخت نارنج اي ست
که تنم را
سبز مي کند
نگاهت که می کنم
بهار در من مي روید
The Sick Red Carnation
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The Sick Red Carnation  27/F/Iran
(27/F/Iran)   
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