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اين ها نه زخم هايي است كه در زندگي، در انزوا، مثل خوره ذره ذره روح آدم را مي خورند و مي تراشند، و نه حرف هايي است كه آدم به سايه اش مي گويد تا خودش را به او معرفي كند. بلكه حرف هاي سايه اي است با خودش؛ سايه اي كه آدمش رفته، نيست ديگر.

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"All my life I've been harassed by questions: Why is something this way and not another? How do you account for that? This rage to understand, to fill in the blanks, only makes life more banal. If we could only find the courage to leave our destiny to chance, to accept the fundamental mystery of our lives, then we might be closer to the sort of happiness that comes with innocence."

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Blogger Cici Leme said...

Hi, my name is Cici. You just popped out when I was trying to enter in my blog. Who is that guy in the picture? And who is the author of the text you open your page??? very nice.

Tue Jul 05, 06:22:00 PM GMT  

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