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  • A Poem as a road to various locations

    I asked myself to find out clearly

    Where and whom I love most dearly?

    The answers came in right after my demand

    I love my country, my beautiful homeland

    And over there, I love many places and all loyal flag-wavers

    I love amid friends and family, those who are the freedom fighters.



    From Harand or from Sahand to Nahavand

    From Karaj or from the Toochal Peak to Damavand

    From Arak, from Natanz, from Yazd, and from Tabriz

    Into the houses made of sun-dried bricks in Nayriz

    And over there, I love many places and all loyal flag-wavers

    I love amid friends and family, those who are the freedom fighters.



    From the Tomb of Cyrus or from the base of Persepolis

    To Kangavar near the Temple of Anahita, the goddess of Values & Peace

    From Nishapur or Quchan to the gardens of pomegranates in Saveh

    From the road meanders over many steep hills to get to Ganaveh

    And over there, I love many places and all loyal flag-wavers

    I love amid friends and family, those who are the freedom fighters.



    From the corners of Koran Gate in Shiraz




    Heading to Dezful and Sanandaj up to Ahwaz

    From the shores of Langeh to the heart of Lorestan

    From the capital city of Tehran to Sari or to Golestan

    And over there, I love many places and all loyal flag-wavers

    I love amid friends and family, those who are the freedom fighters.



    From Moghan, Gonbad, and Dasht-e Mishan

    Up to the middle of the tight alleys in Kashan

    From Shemiran towards the Four Gardens in Isfahan

    From Mianeh to the inside of the Garden of Mahan

    And over there, I love many places and all loyal flag-wavers

    I love amid friends and family, those who are the freedom fighters.



    From Samangan to Kenareh through Chaloos

    Over the green stones of the Mountains of Zagros

    Under the starry sky of the city of Kerman

    To reach the oil fields in the hills of Masjed Solaiman

    And over there, I love many places and all loyal flag-wavers

    I love amid friends and family, those who are the freedom fighters.



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