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I
Wake up
With energy
This day is filled with happiness
I return once again
To my birth place
Old times, old memories
It is always a shock when I return
To my birth place
Now I am returning to the past
Every time I return to my birth place, I am frightened of the past
My present life:
I am living now and I am not frightened about it
The future is a time that I have to wait and see
Because I haven't lived it to know
A time with my family
Is good
Because
I don't see them as often as I should
Aldo Kraas
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