Are you strong enough to endure the pain?

 The pain of the past...
It lurks in darkness and copulates with fear
They breed children called nightmares
And they are true children of the Devil
They hunt you till the moment you grow stronger
Till the moment you become Achilles, Hercules, Apollo...
And then they are gone
You face them finally and see how little they are
You slay the fear and castrate the pain,
No longer they are your masters
You are the chosen one, like many before you,
You are on top, and now the story just begins,
And there is nobody who'll dare to stop
The magnificence you are
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