..like a rainbow in shiraz!on an afternoon in bahAr you break it downlike the sun's reflections on misty rainyou arch the cityyou show no pain if somewhow you could find where colors end their shineyou know what they say pot of gold's on the waybelieve in yourself all that you preachupper echelon of happinessat grasp within reach..
Well did u ever think wat will happen , if god forbid you found out who you are?? I mean What is the guarrantee that you wont start hating yourself??Believe me I have been done that road, there is not much there.. no pun intended of course..i dont mean you, i mean myself..sometimes its better not to know much..remember that sienfeld Episode where he met the girl of his dreams.. the GIRL who was just like himself, and he asked her to marry him just to find out that He can't really leave with someone who was just like HIM, cause he hated HIMSELF!!!Again no pun intended!!
btw..its interesting to see that only "Us people of Shiraz," are interested in the matters of "Khodshenasi !!!!"
people from Shiraz and vicinity have lots of issues with identity!! i know i do..figuring out if i am the descendents of Hakhamaneshi, Ashkani, Sasani, Ghasghaii, Zandi, Zartoshti, Islami, Farsi, Irani and the latest for us here Irani-Americaii....??!!
what would you do after you found out who you are?
hmmmseveral answers.1-you are shadi2-you are what you are3-you are what you eat4-pardon?do i know u?this is me nwa
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