it's a sucker punch
to the gut,
a hard swing into the ego,
the id,
the I ching.
the soul
goes down for the count.
a standing eight.
blood boils.
hearts race.
you fight back, you
know
that you have the power
of righteousness on
your side.
you rise in fury,
in pain.
it won't happen again.
your guard will always,
from this point on,
be up.
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