The Ventilation Bag
are my shoulder that wide in midst of battles tide like a proverbial punching bag I take the hit swinging absorbing a mighty blow around I go in circular flow not going to far fixed upon this string try not saying much from thud of the bout for this my work maybe a resounding crack smack or whack in the middle of working it out there is no place to hide I know my shoulder aren't really that wide but the man behind this man bears all the weight standing firm he has got my back as he gives me strength round eight i go toe to toe
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