We call a story about love a love story. We call a poem about love a love poem. Well then, my dear, aren’t our lives lov — Kamand Kojouri
We call a story about love a love story. We call a poem about love a love poem. Well then, my dear, aren’t our lives lov — Kamand Kojouri
We call a story about love a love story. We call a poem about love a love poem. Well then, my dear, aren’t our lives lov — Kamand Kojouri
We call a story about love a love story. We call a poem about love a love poem. Well then, my dear, aren’t our lives lov — Kamand Kojouri
We call a story about love a love story. We call a poem about love a love poem. Well then, my dear, aren’t our lives lov — Kamand Kojouri
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We call a story about love a love story. We call a poem about love a love poem. Well then, my dear, aren’t our lives love lives?

— Kamand Kojouri
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