Twelfth part which introduces lights of hope.

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Unearthly Margo,

isn't it ironic? Even though you come from Earth, for me you always ment more. I came to a realization last night. Every person needs stars. So they can look up to something in the dark times. You were my star, Margo. But after my secret saw the light of the moon, your stars burned out. And as a boy from Venus I knew I had to make my own light.
Slowly lighting up,
blinking Neo.

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