I don't remember the faces I'd Played but I remember the chessboard and the moves. I remember the warm voices I hear those days as my sister and brother but to be honest I don't know who they were.
I remember the elder girl who made a short time friendship with me. I remember running to her, calling her name loud, making her red in front of her
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خوشحالم که هنوز خاطرات کودکیت ذهنت رو قلقلک می ده . خوشحالم که هنوز درگیرشون میشی . که یادت نرفته ... که گذشته ات یادت نرفته ...
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آدم وقتی بیکار میشه و فکر می کنه چه چیزا که یادش نمیاد
می خوام خیلی های دیگه رو هم بنویسم
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