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Aug 2021
From this momento on
I know that the summer
Is ending now
And every morning
I go out to enjoy
The  last days of sun
Here on earth
So I spend my final
Days at the park
Where the sun is shinning
Every single day
Also I am listening to the
Beautiful sound of the birds
I never forget that is God
Made the four seasons
For us to live in it
We had been at the
End of August
Where people will be
Enjoying the last days of sun
Including me
From this moment on
I was sad that soon the Summer
Will end
And the birds will migrate
South for the winter
I just hate that
But I can’t do nothing about that
Because that was how God
Made the birds
And they also can’t stand the Cold
The next day when I woke up
It was raining bad with thunder and lightning
That I hate
I can’t have the computer on
When it is lightning
So I stay in bed and I work
On catching up with my sleep
aldo kraas
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aldo kraas  60/M/Toronto
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