Bout Talking

I’m a terrible wrestler.

My all-time record wrestling bad thoughts is horrible.

And here I am again in another match feeling unprepared.


The enemy loves whispering every prayer, every poem, every attempt to look up is a waste of time.


This is the millionth rematch.

I’ve won some and I’ve lost some beaten and confused.

Where does this thought come from?

Not above at all.

When I feel like it is pointless I need to come stronger.

I will.

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