Fifteenth part talking about loving yourself.

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Beautiful Margo,

I can feel I am slowly loosing you. I am forgetting the color of your face after the sunligh fell on it's soft skin. I don't exactly remember the way your laugh sounded. Won't I be alone after so many weeks of carrying you inside of me? I'm trying to cope with that. You gave me so much, Margo. You have showed me that life really is worth it. That I have to love myself the way I am. That my origin is beautiful even though it scared you away. And I thank you for that.
     Much love,
wishes you Neo.

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