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I'm only 16 years old i live in Morocco , and in my country most people don't speak English i learned it all by myself and now i prefer to write in English than any other language .... I faced so many difficulties when it comes to writing ... Some people used to think i was crazy ... Others used to think that i only write to get attention and feel special ... But the only reason i write is to express what i can't say out loud ... Please vote and comment❤❤
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