A Mistress Of Silence.

A Mistress Of Silence.

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The diary of a fifteen year-old back in 1995. "Who am I? Have you asked yourself that question yet? No; I shall correct myself; Has he asked himself that question? He knows me and he does not know me. To him, I am who I am to everyone else; so what am I really? Do you know what I am? I am the icy queen of the frozen desert; the mirage of solitude; the silent secret; the goddess of the moon; the phantom of love, but above all, I am a sacred talisman; a shadow; a jewel that sinks to settle in the deep canal of the ocean; what am I?"
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