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Every dawn I travel back -forth from hell
blazing flames of pain resting in the darkest
gorges of sufferings torments me as naked
infernos burn my parched skins
Revealing to me translucent blisters hiding
beneath my skins but as the coolness of
dusk swaddles me in its scarlet twilights
I swallow my miseries like a bitter pill
imagining that these woes will relieve my
pains , heal the erect blisters as venom
cures venom, suffering begets endurance.