The Shadow Boxer Poem

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In the ring, with gloves of leather,
Moves a fighter, with a spirit that's clever,
Throwing jabs and hooks, left and right,
A shadow boxer, a formidable sight.
His movements swift, his footwork keen,
A boxing master, a fighting machine,
Dancing with shadows, in a graceful sway,
A display of skill, in a rhythmic play.
He ducks and weaves, with lightning speed,
Dodging punches, with a skillful heed,
His fists flying, in a dazzling show,
A shadow boxer, with an unstoppable flow.
He shadows his opponent, with keen eyes,
Anticipating moves, with clever tries,
Throwing combos, with precision and grace,
A shadow boxer, in a boxing embrace.
He fights his battles, in the ring of air,
A shadow boxer, with an invisible flair,
Training hard, with unwavering might,
A warrior of shadows, in the fading light.
So, let's applaud the shadow boxer's might,
In the ring of shadows, he fights the fight,
A champion of skill, with moves so bright,
The shadow boxer, a true boxing delight.