Cold Games : A Sports Freewrite

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The scorching sun made it hell
Football then was no tell
No roof to cover our head
We passed the ball, sweating till no end
Legs weak, faint strength
Look what's left of our friends.
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The rain did the worst
Of climate that can frost
Cold, ❄️🥶 became so dizzy
Air into our brain wasn't coming
We pray for the rays of the sun
Might warm us all
While we search the ball
Though weakened by the winter
Playing on till we win.
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Goals never came, of what was once in flame
Coach couldn't see the farthest
He shout and wail
Moving the arm, legs and tail
We can't see, so we fail
The opponent understand the fractals
There home, full of snow ❄️🌨️
Our house isn't here, we froze.
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An entry into @mariannewest everyday Freewrite



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