Beautiful Game

Some may think its just a simple sport, they think its quality is short.

I think its my pain reliever, I will enjoy it even on my worst fever.

Many injuries and blood are cuased by this game.

But I will not quit and leave the game as his.

This is my game, I control it.

No excuse for me to not be the best at it.

I will always treat this as my main attraction,

This will always be my one and only passion. 

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Me
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