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Jun 2017
I can't breathe under the sun
Houses sitting on each other
Cool mornings
Doesn't paste my clothes to my body

من نمی توانم در خورشید نفس بکشم
خانه ها روی هم می نشینند
صبح های خنک
لباسم را به تنم نمی چسبانند
The Sick Red Carnation
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The Sick Red Carnation  27/F/Iran
(27/F/Iran)   
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