PURITY••••••••••My finger brushes over that faded red dot for the umpteenth time, this very minute stain capturing my attention more than it should.The note is small and rectangular, torn from something bigger, with rough yet designated edges, like it was ripped with purpose. It has a certain brown shade to it, giving it an aged feel, but that only makes it perfect.That faded dot sits just beneath the last line, not quite a fingerprint, not quite a smear, only a dot. Dried and old. Once again, I tell myself it's just ink. Nothing more.Snapping my mind away from that tiny, negligible detail, I read the message yet again.'If you ever wonder whether you mattered, yes. More than you know.'My lips pull until I feel the resulting strain on my facial muscles. I rub my fingertips along the written letters, almost as if doing so would allow them to sip into my bloodstream.The writing is nothing showy, just dark blue ink pressed onto paper using a ballpoint. Nothing special, no extra ef
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