Just a bar and bumpers.
Open doors. A breeze. Shadows make me tall on the mats.
Jump the weight. Quick elbows.
And the bar pops onto on my shoulders.
If only my troubles could be lifted that easily.
Again I go.
Hands on the bar.
We each do what we can.
Or do we?
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