Embajada Secuestrado en una Carcel Colombiana

It was past two in the afternoon. In my mind, I couldn't find a adequate comparison for that rare contrast. An afternoon of the day I was ecstatic before the shelter of beautiful Colombian melodies plucked with delicate eagerness, of various instruments musicals that my Tolimean countrymen played virtuously; and now, just at the same time in the least expected place and submerged in an abysmal uncertainty of not knowing where I was going or what I was fate will hold from that afternoon.

Author: JAIME ELÍCER MORENO OSPINA 

Edition: 1

Language: Language

ISBN: 978-958-06-1373-9