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Needles
I am surrounded by physical pain,
Pain that pierces my body,
With every breath, with every touch, with every
movement.
But I feel no pain,
For I have become stronger.
Strong enough to look pain in the face and
smile,
To smirk at its witty desire to cause me
discomfort,
to invade my space,
to destroy my inner being.
For only by tolerating pain, by befriending
pain,
can I survive.
After all, the emotional pain of this disease,
Now that hurts.
A. Stenzel
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