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Sep 2023
Promesas
Every day
I am making
Some promesas
For my father
And I am always
Keeping my promesas
For my father
I never broke any
Promesas to my father yet
I think if I had
Broken promesas
To my father
I would be breaking
His heart
And also my father
Would be
Punishing me for that
I also hate to be punished
By my father
So I keep my
Promesas to my father
Today I made alrerady
A few promesas to my father
I am going today to wash
My father people’s feet
Then when I finished
Wahing my father’s people’s feet
I had preached the bible to
Father’s people
And they were hungry for
My father’s word
And also today it was
A beautiful Summer day
Without any rain
Now my father sad
Good bye to his people
We left the beach
And we all went back
Home
I went straight to bed
And I had a good night sleep
For ounce in my life
aldo kraas
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aldo kraas  60/M/Toronto
(60/M/Toronto)   
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