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Iran, Islamic Republic Of
November 6, 2007
ones upon a time when i be a little boy and live in small city i have a good friend. me and she play in snow because in my city every time snowing. we live together-like we eat we drink we sleep and ... together but i havent she now she moved to another land and i just stand for she every night. i wish i can go back to the past and hold she lonely. i smell she every night in my dream in a river we play and fishing we look together and laugh woWw i cannot forget those days. my love every where u living i wish that be helth.
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