This/Champion's song
A fragment of the Garden of Remembering
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You know some of the secret names. Enlightenment hurts and wisdom compounds. Your skeleton grows into an agony, and you don't know when your epidermis will rupture. Breathe, sweetling. This too shall pass. Pains are relative, and this one will become very small in time.