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For the record,  I think to express who we are and talking to the world should be limited to where we're from which is why I write this from the UK. I just need to know that this speck has said her part and someone has acknowledged it and cares enough to read it. Maybe I can actually make a difference and encourage Wattpad to open their competitions to the UK as there are many talented writers (not necessarily me) over here.  Maybe this is where I start. Thank you.Todos los derechos reservados

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