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It wasn’t all that pretty  
As the seasons collide, The persistence grows, The uncontested eagle flies, The adversity merely shows.   From start to finish, the flag is raised, Time is of the essences,
Like a caterpillar, I snuggle Into three warm layers. I’ve Built my cocoon, shield from The elements for a few sweet hours; In my simple sarcophagus, Only nightmares can catch me now.
Fighter Put on those gloves and I feel the power surge.  I feel the lightning in my veins. I hear the thunder in my heart. I become stronger with every drop of sweat. I become faster with every breath.
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