His heart and mind are normally engaged in a prolonged wrestling match,
Trying to avoid being a benumbed emotional intellectual
Disillusionment is a constant concern,
But he has no time for delusions
Due to his position and condition,
He understood this wouldn't be easy,
As sometimes the hard way is only way
A better day, a better way?
Sure, name a time of place,
Set up a match equal to his internal entanglements
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