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Nostalgia

OH THOSE DAYS,THOSE DAYS.FARMERS FARMED ,YES THEY FARMED NATURAL WERE THE FOOD CROPS,YES NATURAL I SAY. THE TASTE WAS SUPER GOOD,THE CROPS NATURAL IN ALL THEIR MINERAL COMPONENTS. THERE WERE NO [G.M.O] YES THEY CALL IT GENETICALLY MODIFIED ORGANISM,OH WHAT A HARM TO HUMANITY.THOSE DAYS WE FELL ILL ON A SCARCE BASE,TODAY ALL SORT OF DISEASES. THOSE DAYS OH THOSE DAYS,YES THOSE DAYS.STOP THE INORGANIC FARMING MORE HARM THAN GOOD WE HAVE AS A RESULT OF G.M.OS.THOSE DAYS OH THOSE DAYS.

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