My score is not great, well, to be honest, it's catastrophic. To be more honest: awful, horrible, and in one sentence: it 's bad, it's bad. The first third of my life was all repetition of the same pleasure of knowing. One morning, like my peers, I realized for no reason that the color of the sea was blue, or that the world's numbers were not more than ten. The second third of my life, however, I wrote my wishes so fast that someone was informed about it, not angry about it. The result was double suffering and constant sorrow. The third third of my life remains
Farzad Farahvashi, Mohammadreza Alaie
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