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.زار Zār
جن زده رها در پرسه
I knew who I was this morning,
But I've changed a few times since then.

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synthesis of self.

#selfportrait #cinematicphotography #portraitphotography #photomagazine #photography #selfieonmirror by @zarasrin

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a year ago

رَکیذ.
به خود از اندوه آهسته آهسته سخن گفتن. by @zarasrin

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11 days ago

The black crow.

-Non ci resta che l’un l’altra. by @zarasrin

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a month ago

木漏れ日, Komorebi. by @zarasrin

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3 months ago

Chi ama la vita è sempre con il fucile alla
finestra per difendere la vita..
Un essere umano che si adegua, che subisce,
che sifa comandare, non e un essere umano.
_For Raha by @zarasrin

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4 months ago

Lethe. by @zarasrin

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4 months ago

Moirai. by @zarasrin

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10 months ago

Bereavement. 'ghenat talks.

_When Great Trees Fall, Maya Angelou

When great trees fall,  rocks on distant hills shudder, 
lions hunker down  in tall grasses, 
and even elephants  lumber after safety.  
When great trees fall  in forests, 
small things recoil into silence,  their senses 
eroded beyond fear.  

When great souls die, the air around us becomes 
light, rare, sterile.  We breathe, briefly.
Our eyes, briefly,  see with  a hurtful clarity. 
Our memory, suddenly sharpened, 
examines,  naws on kind words 
unsaid,  promised walks 
never taken. 

When Great souls die and  our reality, bound to  them,
takes leave of us.  Our souls, dependent upon their 
nurture,  now shrink, wizened. 
Our minds, formed  and informed by their 
radiance, fall away.  We are not so much maddened 
as reduced to the unutterable ignorance 
of dark, cold  caves.  

And when great souls die, 
after a period, peace blooms, 
slowly and always  irregularly. Spaces fill 
with a kind of  soothing electric vibration. 

Our senses, restored, never 
to be the same, whisper to us. 
They existed. They existed. 
We can be. Be and be 
better. For they existed.

-For her smile. my mom, No one to call that by @zarasrin

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2 years ago

dolce vita.
-Mi hai mai sentito vicino? by @zarasrin

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a year ago

panta rei. 54. by @zarasrin

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a year ago

پیله. by @zarasrin

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2 years ago

Voice in the eyes. by @zarasrin

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2 years ago