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Jul 2021
The best years
Was when my father had
Made me with his holy
Hands
And also placed me
On earth
It had made my day
Because I started to get
Used to living on earth
Also my father had lots of
Children that he also
Made with his holy hands
I was the oldest children of my
Father
The young children was now a teenager
They were a bad teenager
Because they were always
Mistreating people
And my father is getting feed up
With it
He is teaching the teenager to have
Respect for each other
Also they are always punished by
There father
I treat the teenagers with respect
Because I feel that they need respect
From me
aldo kraas
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aldo kraas  60/M/Toronto
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