We are still waiting for justice. The one responsible is still at large. I believe that, sooner or later, he will receive the well-deserved punishment, though.
Goodbye my friend, goodbye
Farewell, my good friend, farewell.
In my heart, forever, you’ll stay.
May the fated parting foretell
That again we’ll meet up someday.
Let no words, no handshakes ensue,
No saddened brows in remorse, -
To die, in this life, is not new,
And living’s no newer, of course.
Sergej Jesenjin
Such a beautiful poem and profound meaning too, so eloquent ,well dedicated to Prats, thank you Nado for this gem!

. Guess this happens after a holiday and when you are back to the bay!









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