This year was one of the coldest year, the taste of it was BLOD, the smell of it was like soil and its appearance was like death










 This year was one of the coldest year, the taste of it was BLOD, the smell of it was like soil and its appearance was like death .


But we are alive and we (Iranian mostly) have a duty to do, we won't allow our lost to look like nothing happened. we will united together and screen their name and protest and overthrow the dictator.
#woman-life-freedom

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