A seperate feeling for a different place

I have seperate feelings for different places. When i am here, i feel free in some ways,i feel that every door is open though i must make the effort to move and go through each one. When i think about iran,when i was there,3 years ago. I think about how i used to feel,i can’t remember exactly,now when i think about iran, it is just a deep sad feeling. Like a place i know so well but haven’t been in a long time. I really want to go,really.

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