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Rush

Sweat drenched and sun burned

Beat up shoes bind like skin
Your heartbeat will struggle
Then finally give in
To the rhythm, the pounding, and movement
Of feet
On the solemn green turf
With the clouds rolling low
When it rains
You’ll still stay
You’ll still play
Where else can you go
This is all that you know
So go with the flow
Go pass the ball
Chaise the ball
Kick it
Receive it
Lungs gasping
Throat rasping
You’re vigor depleted
But you go on
Put a show on
Can’t stop you, no
No one
You’re beating the best
No stopping for rest
Leave the rest all behind
You’re outa your mind
There’s a rush like a river
And you’re just a drop
Moving you fast
Maybe too fast
You don’t know how to stop
See a chance
So you take it
You’ll make it or break it
Pick up speed and you fly
Soar up, Circle high
Come back down for the kick
Make it good make it quick
Quiet a moment
Taste stillness
Smell fear
Breath in, breath out, breath in
Then a cheer
It’s nothing to one
But you still haven’t won
It’s a goal. game goes on.

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