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Young Miss Colombia

Young Miss Colombia, Bogota, Colombia

She came from there…

We thought she was Mexican..

She spoke to us

We thought she was mute…

She cried in our arms

We thought she was special…

We talked about her

Thinking she was deaf…

The man who got through to her, turned his back on her

The other man who got through to her hid underneath enriched egos

It was all in the psyche...

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