loves most; dropping the leather on the ground,
failing seven of ten times is the key,
He knows that never hearing that loud sound,
Brings an enormous smile to his face,
Thoughts of euphoria expand his mind,
All the things he could do, not as the ace,
Maybe there could be someone else to find,
That game they played sure was pretty boring,
All that crap about playing in college,
Thinking about that life gets him crying,
Everyday practicing getting that edge,
Maybe that game wasn't even that bad,
Couldn't dream of losing all that he had.
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