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Saw the fighting in women’s sports and thought my emotions took a toll as well - a poem. |
| Cognizant of mighty terror Sewn together, much in error Tried and true, you’re only human Roosevelt, and then to Truman. So athletic, strong, and pliable Markedly demure, reliable. Coming on with great security Are there wins without impurity? Fighting’s not an option, friend This production now must end Congrats and calm, reduction of - Losing’s not a fitting glove. Souls who win do not need glamour Somehow leaving, no more stammer Greeting others, telling truths Whether aged or healthy youths. |