"benedictum Painum"
Pain is like writing a symphony,
it starts off mellow,
then rises to a crescendo,
Then, somewhere in between it remains dormant,
serenading, slowly and passively,
taking unexpected twists and turns,
making us captive audiences to its
dramatic evolution,
and eventually it lets us down lightly with its
inevitable conclusion......
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