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"It doesn't hurt me," I find myself murmuring. Nothing hurts anymore, not the way it used to.  I don't miss the way your lips felt as they pressed softly against mine, nor do I miss the soft velvet heat of your body cuddled up against mine. It's fine. I don't miss the way our hair would tangle together or the way you somehow made me smile on days I felt like dying. I don't miss anything

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