David"s song

I won my first battle when I was eleven. The struggle is the cleanest and real thing in the world. One is like heaven. Some people describe paradise as a sea of ​​endless whiteness. But for me he was something else. The ring was a paradise for me. Until I met Millie. I have changed with her. I realized that I love this girl when I saw her fragile figure among the crowd. Millie stood completely motionless in the center of a crowded room, but no one noticed her. But she became the first whom I saw.
My paradise was a ring, and it was my angel. Millie became a girl that I wanted to fight for. It was she who taught me that often the largest heroes are unnoticed, and the most important battles are those in which it is difficult to imagine