Ellipsis ...

حذفش کردم... دوباره ساختمش...

 

Like what an old dirty wall within a dead end in the most miserable street of the town feels while suffering from trashes and dirt: Happy if being leaned on by a stranger, giggling if being painted on by children, joyful if being washed by the rain, lonely the rest of the time.

The fact is ... nobody stays with a wall for the entire life, even the homeless.

Like a wall, a messy moistened one near to be shattered in an unknown path, indeed I'm like a wall.

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To the nostalgia of the literary combats betwixt my papers and red notes of professors

:)

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To my pride, and the agony I taste each time I'm broken.

:)

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To me, the only thing I still do possess.

:)

 

   + spa - ; ۱٠:۱۱ ‎ب.ظ ; ۱۳۸٩/٦/۳٠
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