You get a strange feeling when you’re about to leave a place. Like you’ll not only miss the people you love but you’ll miss the person you are now at this time and this place, because you’ll never be this way ever again.
ای ایران ای مرز پر گهر
O Iran, o bejewelled land
There are no words to describe the beauty of my motherland…
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