Mr. President Duque: I am a Wayúu (indigenous people from the Colombian and Venezuelan Guajira) child who escaped from the famine in La Guajira and now wanders through the hunger of Cúcuta. I learned that you will come here on Friday to sponsor a concert of famous and rich artists. I also saw blond soldiers pulling mountains of food from huge airplanes. I thought it was for us, the poor people here, but they told me that all this will go to the other side. I asked a little Venezuelan Wayuu: how can I get involved in your humanitarian crisis?
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