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True Grit

I hit the canvas one more time, a young man’s pride demeaned by doubt, your hand of friendship helped me climb, disturbed and nearly beaten out. But once again the mouthguard spills, life overflows with ruthless pain, caught ‘tween this warring clash of wills, of failure or success again. The goals I had where only dreams, until you taught me how to plan, the bell has rung once more it seems, this time I know I’ll win, I can. So be admired for your true grit, embrace daydreams and never quit. (iambic tetrameter) 11.27.22

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