Iran is my country, where I was born, where I shared many good memories with others, where I endured many pains with others, where we grow-up, and defended Iran against tyrannies of Islamic Republic in Iran.
I refuse to give-up on Iran, I refuse to let Iran down, I refuse, refuse, and refuse to accept anything, but free Iran. My Iran has no mullah, there is no trash talk about reform in Iran, but there is an honest talk about Iran, and as brave men will rush to emancipate Iran from tyranny of mullah. I refuse to be talked into some fantasy, and wishful thinking about free Iran. Just free Iran, where my sisters are respected and are treated, as equal as, men. Where my sisters are not just a commodity in Dubai or anywhere in the world. My sisters are respected as a dignifying person. My Iran is a place, where my brothers are respected, and their honors are not undermined. My Iran is a place, where Iranian citizens govern Iran, and Iranian are not subject of any ruler.
Mullah hands off Iran, hands off my sisters, and brothers. Iran, I love you, and will do anything to emancipate you.
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