Letter 3

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Dearest Eleven, 


Every child is born with innocence carved deep inside their hearts. And it stays there, as long as someone doesn't go deep inside and break that carving, it stays there. And so was my innocence, pure and young. I wanted you to be my prince while I would be the princess, just like in songs. 


Friends laughed at me a lot, telling me I couldn't be good in everything- but I knew I was a princess and I excelled in everything I did. All I wanted in the end was to get married to you, have kids and live in the middle of a rainforest. 


Reality is much different though, and I have come in terms with it. Still, I hope I keep dreaming until we get to meet again. 


Love, 


Venus

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