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Day 11 – Raw

I am one big sweaty dude
fighting another.

I am the one with the best mic skills,
and the other guy’s my boss
or the establishment
or life.

I don’t always win
but that’s the way it goes.
I don’t always win
but that’s okay

because sometimes,
for once,
I do

and it’s a sweetness
all mine.

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