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Sep 2023
Do you know
That I  must confess
To my father
How much I love him
And I am so happy
Being my father's son
It was my father
That made me
With his holy hands
And also he had
Placed me on earth
To live
With my brothers
Yes father
We are already used
To live on earth
Yes father we are going to have
A brush cut for the Summer
Because it will be much cooler
For us
Also we are
Living on earth for now
The earth is our temporally home
aldo kraas
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aldo kraas  60/M/Toronto
(60/M/Toronto)   
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