One knee down at times. Slow breaths catch up with life. Lifting for soles to stand firm upon the ground. The solo act weighs on hands damn near bound. Struggle, fight, gain an inch. Lil by lil attempting not to flinch. Relentless n using fear as a booster to overcome. No surrender, no defeat is the moto with fists clutched. As it's back to the corner for another round every single day. Rebooting with blinks that close eyes to dream of a better way. Doing ding taking blow after blow with a bob n weave. Swinging with precise precision, pow, bam, sleep. Watching tasks like opponents laying motionless one by one. Yet never bragging with character remaining hushed. Knowing at any moment a set back can come strolling along. Avoiding pour decisions that bang a gong.
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