Shadow Boxer

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    Shadow Boxer

    Shadow Boxer

     

    I envision myself surpassing my opponent.

    Muscles ready.

    Bottled up emotion like a fire hydrant I spew.

    Rhythm of the feet that rocks the body, back and forth.

    Jab jab straight shot upper cut.

    I stand and question what was done.

    Be strong and have no fear for a double minded man receives nothing
     
    when boxing against oneself!

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    If I feel physically as if the top of my head were taken off, I know that is poetry.

    Emily Dickinson (1830-1886) American poet.

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