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SITNALTA


On whispered voice, 

A secret to be kept. 

My tale never known. 

Read me in gibberish, 

The title the key. 

Mirror identity. 

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I have wanted to be a writer since five years old and have spent my whole life working towards that goal. I've a strong imagination and when I set my mind to something, no one can stop me. My family history is rich and I am proud of my heritage, but also I am a proud, patriotic American. Speaking out for justice, freedom, liberty, and truth are important to me.

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