Staring into blue
In the quiet of the night
even Madrid was still
Saturday, January 3, 2009
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- Maryam
- I am a curious adventurer born in Nashville raised by my Iranian parents, 9 aunts & uncles, with seven cousins and one sister. I have lived several lives in my 32 years. Its been a privileged, adventurous, wondrous experience.
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