@farshad-mahmoodi

On the wet asphalt, a hollow remains where water has collected; its lines are familiar, as though it has endured for years beneath a heavy weight. From a distance, it is only a water-filled pit, but if you pause, you see a shape that has still preserved its borders. Pressure makes the ground subside; not memory. What has repeatedly been written about it is smaller than the reality that lies beneath this surface. This is not an image of defeat; it is a mark of persistence, a form that has changed under years of pressure, yet has not been erased. There are no tears here, no appeal to pity. No self-victimization, no slogan. Only a silent steadfastness.

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