I bend and twist and lift my body 

Sweat pouring down

Forming the angles

Growing stronger with every repetition 

Molding my curves and using my muscles

Building my temple

Stretching up to the sky

I breathe in the clean air

Moving like a sapling in the wind

Sculpting every inch with ancient techniques

Meditating in the sunlight

I take another breath

And everything is right in my world

I gather my strength and struggle to my feet

I don’t compare or compete

I challenge myself and fight through the pain


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