
It had been a rough 2 years.
Finally, I am beaten to the ground.
No.. I shall not stay that way.
Rocky Balboa said:
"The world ain't all sunshine and rainbows. It's a very mean and nasty place and I don't care how tough you are it will beat you to your knees and keep you there permanently if you let it. You, me, or nobody is gonna hit as hard as life. But it ain't about how hard ya hit. It's about how hard you can get it and keep moving forward. How much you can take and keep moving forward. That's how winning is done! "
I may have lost the first round. But there are still round 2, and round 3. My face is all swollen, bruised and beaten up. I can hardly catch my breathe. At the corner of he ring I look at my opponent. Coach yelling the way, blood being wipe off... Pespiration continued to drenched my beaten body.
I pick up my cross and put it on my lips. "I need to win this." I whispered. "I need to win this... I can win this..."

"Ding Ding" the bell rang... Round 2...
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