&ldquo;In the clearing stands a boxer, and a fighter by his trade And he carries the reminder of every glove that laid him down or cut him &lsquo;Til he cried out in his anger and his shame I am leaving, I am leaving, but the fighter still remains Yes,

“In the clearing stands a boxer, and a fighter by his trade And he carries the reminder of every glove that laid him down or cut him ‘Til he cried out in his anger and his shame I am leaving, I am leaving, but the fighter still remains Yes,