I am from perfume,
from Midnight Fantasy and Vera Wang.
I am from buildings (tall, spacious,
cinnamon smelling apartments).
I am from flowers,
the colorful, vivid
Veraneras.
I am from the oversized Christmas trees,
and household decoration.
From Papas teasing and Mamas caring hugs.
I am from the fastidious and contradicting family.
From the girly girls;
the criticized ones.
I am from Sunday church,
from baptism
and first communion.
From the keep following your dreams
and the take risks.
I am from Colombia,
from the small city of Barranquilla.
Where generations,
past and future,
will remain.
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