Today, I am Colombia.
Deep red tanktop, sunny yellow flip-flops, blazing blue toenails.
Today, I am Colombia.
Long dark hair, deep brown eyes, rhythmic Latin hips, skin the color of tea.
Today, I am Colombia.
Brooding, fiery, confident, easily amused, damn-straight-I-know-who-I-am proud.
Today, I am Colombia.
Or at least, I am the Colombia you taught me.
[How I miss you.]
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