I get knocked down.
I am shocked, stunned,
my hands are bruised,
but I struggle to my feet.

I get knocked down.
I am hurt, crying,
my body is weary,
but I claw my way back.

I get knocked down.
I am angry, gritting my teeth,
my back is strained,
but I pull myself up.

I get knocked down.
I am defensive, ready to fight,
my legs are sore,
but I won't stay down.

I get knocked down.
I am peaceful, graceful,
my body is solid,
and I rise to my strength.

I get knocked down
but nothing will keep me there.
My determination is fierce
and I will get up
every time.

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