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I feel Pain. I feel lots of Pain. It was located somewhere between the bottom of my rib cage and my stomach. Something was horribly wrong with my internal organs. They felt like they were moving, all cordons snapping, bursting free from their restraints. Pain does not care about my well being. It is a little attention seeker, refusing to be ignored, constantly stabbing in the background. I can tune it out but not silence it. I don’t think I can live with it much longer but I don’t have much of a choice. It’s live or die and I’m choosing life all the way.
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