Eleventh part and a thing called love.

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Confident Margo,

today I thought about you. About you and how you have known who you wanted to be since you were little. You always understood everything. I was the clueless, lost boy. Why my brother Will could wear khaki trousers and a military shirt but I couldn't? Why I had to brush my long hair every morning, while he hid his under a baseball cap? Nothing made sense. Only the picture of you in a flower dress, holding my hand.
                                                                 Love,
                                                  confused Neo.

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