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Sep 2015
The first punch has been thrown.
Right to the heart.
Second punch..
Right to the soul.
Third punch.
Right to the mind.
Always to the mind..
Always to the heart..
And always to the soul..
Why is it when they throw a punch they make it towards the heart?
Why is it that when they start something they never finish you off?
All it takes is one more punch.
One more and you're done for..
Written by
scared  Canton, Illinois
(Canton, Illinois)   
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