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Aug 2023
I know the eyes of the heavenly Father
His eyes looks very
Angry at  as
Because we are killing
The willed life
That my Father
Made with his holy hands
Before he made the human beings
Our Father is angry at as
Because he won't be able to save
The wild life that he made
With his holy hands to live on earth
Also the poachers are killing the
Wild life
They are killing the whales
The poachers
Cut the fins from the whales
That swims in the Atlantic Ocean
And then they throw the whales
Back at the Atlantic Ocean
My father is not going to be able
To save the  whales
Also the whales are becoming
Endanger species
Also the poachers sells the fins
Of the whales to the restaurants
Where they use it to make soups
aldo kraas
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aldo kraas  60/M/Toronto
(60/M/Toronto)   
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