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Sparring With Pain

Sparring With Pain Written: by Tom Wright 10-21-2016 Entering each day’s fight I’ve total disdain, The fighter I face uses the moniker, pain, I hook and jab endeavoring to stay on top. His presence I may slow but rarely can stop. I’ve tried to drug him but that didn’t work, So I’ve reached a conclusion that’s quite sage. It hasn’t been ring savvy, grit, or footwork, Pain unmasked revealed my true foe was Age.

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