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Kevin Spacey reads The Boxer – Official video

Kevin Spacey reads The Boxer – Official video


[Music] [Applause] [Music] say that again please I can’t hear what you’re saying my face is made of bronze can’t you see look at my eyes my ears this chest say it again if you like or save your breath the words give way before me every time there is something that doesn’t add up the voice is lost I don’t know why but it is never enough what is that you’re saying perhaps you’re right the more you’re wounded the greater you are and the more empty you are they used me for their entertainment fed on shoddy stuff life was over in a moment it was always like this I fought I looked for an edge a dawn where I could start again I have endured no end of sleepless nights I spent hours and hours sweating to destroy and fall I did everything to fill up every space the blood shown in my veins and basically I always wanted to drop what do you see are my gloves sacred to life my wounds stop there rest your hand there look you have to suck the heart of a hero as long as it beats you ought to know this I shook the country made the arena’s vibrate tore my opponents to shreds I lit up the darkness collected insults compelled applause not everyone knew how to do this none of you on the other hand life is not frightening for those who have never taken a risk who can understand me who can I speak to the Spirit is ill it can no longer be cured it will disappear off the face of the earth this is its fate I know now I am tired and becoming sad and this is why you have dug me the grave you have opened it down there far away to conceal me so as not to have problems and not have to see flows you couldn’t imagine that I would be resuscitated in this metal suit that I would come back and stare at you with my dark face without lips I am the shadow the copy the sound of an ancient breath the specter of sobs the imitation of fate I am the puppet of all regrets the carved look the fire of the dead I am the plowed field the cruel prey in the tall grass of the Black Earth it’s all over how many fingers do you see I free my mind can you see my hand I rest my concentration where are you now I call myself for a moment what round is it I get back my breath ended the deep vortex shouts loudly end it the furious audience shouts herself hoarse end it I hear him barking at me I stop to look at him he’s on his feet again he asks for no mercy he seeks only a little truth a new wound everything’s good I feel good I hit good right on hard we’re there I crossed the limit I no longer feel anything but I see his grimace it’s a grimace of pain I realized that he’s hurting that he feels like a a block a grip he seems a prisoner of his own body he sways seems to give way but no he’s still there he has that stare that fixed stare with it he crowds me shadows me advances I can hear again voices now shouting I hear my name called loudly here we are I no longer feel anything I crossed the limit I strike fast dense light everything is good I feel good I hit and move good in short skips small steps I turn where I have to do everything as I should he gets under he hits me it’s hot I feel my body free I feel every fiber in me that reacts I keep moving and hitting were there he’s feeling my blows I know I have to hold fast and carry on he hits me in the face a rush goes through me pure on stemmed pain I touch myself the wound is open it spurts blood but hits nothing everything’s good it’s only blood I stare at him he stares back but I’m good we’re there I see nothing now I feel I only feel a great heat rising and my body gasp gush it’s my body my body that gasps foams burns all I can sense is spasm all I can feel is a pain but it lasts a moment it lasts only a moment it’s all over it went has it had to as I would have wanted it not to I look at myself as if from a distance the open wound is still spurting blood but it’s okay like this I’ve always lived like this in a red red sea of blood I look at myself and see myself a distance and everything is splendored in the place I am everything is calm and rapture and pleasure everything is love I look at myself and see a man just a man [Applause] you

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