by James Lynch

Created on: November 19, 2010   Last Updated: December 11, 2011

The strain was becoming too much.

The rope started burning the skin everywhere it touched.

Calluses from years of experience flaked way.

Once again unwanted bruises became the anchor and mainstay.

This tug-o-war had gone on far too long.

“Maybe I should call a truce, would that be wrong?”

One more great tug was given and the opponent did fall.

“At last! I’m the winner.  Because I had given it my all!”

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