Second part talking about nightmares.

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Dear Margo,

my world without you is like art without feelings. So colorless. You added beauty to everything. When I woke up in the middle of the night, shaking from a nightmare, you lay there next to me. Your kiss made all the fear go away. But that night my nightmare became a reality. And suddenly you weren't there to make the darkness gone. For in the nightmare you dissapeared. I don't think dissapearing people ever come back.
Forever yours,
colorless Neo.

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