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Jul 2021
People don’t stop
Making friends because
You need friends in life
And you can’t live
Without friends
Because you would have
A lonely live
And also in isolation
People
It was my dear father that made you
With his holy hands
And placed here on earth to live
I hope you love living on earth
Also it was my father that made
The earth with his holy hands before
He made human beings
And then human beings
Finally had a place to live
I am used to live on earth
And my friends don’t like the earth at all
Because it is over populated
And we have to share the earth with some
Strange people
Because they also have the right to live
On earth
Father said that the earth is our temporally home
For now
The day we die my father will bring the
Angels from the sky
And they will carry us in there wings
To heaven
When we arrive in heaven
We will knock at the heaven’s door
And our father will open the door for us
Now we  all are going to have a shower before going to
Bed
After we finish our shower
We will dry our bodies
And our ***** laundry will go to wash
And we will change into our cotton robes
Now we are already tired
We will go into our rooms
And we will all sleep in our brass bed
Also we never wake up in the middle of the
Night
Because we sleep like a log
And all we hear is us breathing
Our father have servents
They clean up the heaven once
A week
Also the servants  make our meals
Every single day
And they wash our ***** clothes
And they hang up in a clothes line
So that the clothes can dry
Also when you are sleeping
Don’t stop having dreams
aldo kraas
Written by
aldo kraas  60/M/Toronto
(60/M/Toronto)   
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