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Sep 2023
I can't understand
Why the day before
You were fine
Walking with me
In the park
You were so happy
You felt like somebody
Had lifted you up
I think it was God
Anyway
And the next day
You had died
Early in the morning
aldo kraas
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aldo kraas  60/M/Toronto
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