Krav Maga Columbus Oh

Time you were gone ...

A look
the back, you were gone in my absence

marchandote silent, dignified, courageous
pain, should hurt, anxious to leave us
... you would have crossed the stage
if you have been.

No, you are dead, and believe it
live in other eras, from which you arrive, quietly
your air travel, and were never more free news
poke around and stay in the areas you find
policy and bulls
coats, writing, travel, free is your expression to return to the Madriles

and you always feel at home, and I miss the soul.

No, your voice is gone, or your attention, and I ask you, Father
still by my side, guide me in the good, the hand tiendeme
other than these more closely, because you can see from farther away,
four years of not hug you, they say fast
to me are eternal. READING

barker
OSWALDO J Paz y Mino

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