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Do not fear Pain

It has no hold over you

Though it hisses like a snake

You are the snake charmer

And when Pain dances to your music,

The music of faith and bravery

Its tail undulates to the rhythm of the beat

And Pain transforms into a docile, sweet creature

That breathes no fire from its jagged mouth

But soaks you in warm solace and triumph

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