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Aug 2021
We are lucky that
That we could spend
One beautiful day
At the ocean
You suffer from asthma
So do me a favor
And do me a favor
Take one last breath
You lungs will be clear
With the air from the
Ocean
The air of the ocean is pure
There is no pollution
In the ocean
And in the city the air is polluted
Because there are lots of factories
And cars polluting the air
aldo kraas
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aldo kraas  60/M/Toronto
(60/M/Toronto)   
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