<u>The Fight</u>


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    The fight consumes the senses


    As your hands move without permission


    Mind can’t keep up, thought forbideen


    Bodies move, strike, collide; a flash of pain.


    A second’s pause ‘fore the foe strikes again.


    War in microcosm against two foes


    Your opponent and yourself.


    The master the latter and lo


    The fight is yours.