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From my window I saw a little town that time left in past
Lost in the mountains of Boyacá is a beautiful town in Colombia.
From the green frame of my window I saw clearly a large pine tree , that adorned a small square. It was a meeting place for all hikers ,they departed the next day to the natural park of the Sierra Nevada of el Cocuy.
The music was loud but nice, and a folk dances group danced with joy, suddenly, three men came to the door of the old house, they were the priest, the mayor and the police chief of the town.
” Don Daniel”, they called in a loud voice, Daniel was sleeping lying on his bed, he wore his shoes and he went to the door, those people just looking for him to ask to borrow a new power stereo .
He said, I know your intencions