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وضعیت:

What's becoming of me
Empty house, empty chair, empty voices, everywhere.
I'm so alone ,my world aches, because I'm empty.

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من یه ادم لالَم که زیاده حرفاش

With black eyed angels beside me, I floated toward a silence deeper than death.