When I say I’m breathing in the clouds,
I think I’m over it and that
there couldn’t possibly be another round
of free-for-all to come.

Sure enough, come it will. Relentless
still after my vision is too blurry
to throw another punch. But I’m not hopeless.
Hope isn’t undiscovered disappointment

but a chance to step back into the ring
to fight for what matters, win, lose, or draw.
So when I breathe in the clouds come spring,
I’ll take in a long heave and remember that feeling for next time.

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