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It hurts. I can feel them pushing against the inside of my back, trying to get out, to break me. It's like having a snake inside me, moving up and down, looking for a way out, crashing my bones. I didn't think I had it in me, but maybe I do. It's not the same kind of pain. I've learnt to enjoy some kinds of pain, but this is new, it'll take some time to get used to it, or maybe I won't. I may be suffering, but that means I'm alive, it's nice to know.