Kiarostami
He, Abbas
The master and Ostad
Came and sought, did and taught
In Paris he passed and he left us…
What a shame
Like Razi he too was
Attacked; Bahman was his Sina
Less was known at his home; bad Iran.
I miss you
With pride
Rest in peace
My dear trainer
Bye and bye to Abbas.
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