My Life Goal

A square is my battlefield 

where I fight to survive

without a sword and shield 

I prosper and thrive 

technique and hard work

are my weapons of my choice 

It’s just me and the sound of my fans voice

im a wrestler with a desire to win

so give me an opponent and let the match begin.

This poem is about: 
Me

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