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The Boxer

11th round, and body swole inside, 12th approaching, it’s a fight for pride. Whether coach or trainer, manager or supporter, the boxer enters alone. Sweat underarm, breathing out psalms..’tuck left..jab right’..’duck..fight’ shoulders weak but don’t drop ‘em tired spirit but don’t give in take the pain to the body this round is mine only me […]