When, at last, I ceased to be myself, I came to be. — Kamand Kojouri
When, at last, I ceased to be myself, I came to be. — Kamand Kojouri
When, at last, I ceased to be myself, I came to be. — Kamand Kojouri
When, at last, I ceased to be myself, I came to be. — Kamand Kojouri
When, at last, I ceased to be myself, I came to be. — Kamand Kojouri
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When, at last, I ceased to be myself, I came to be.

— Kamand Kojouri
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