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Volleyball

Faded clothes,

Burnt face,

Sticky hair,

Filthy palms,

Bloodshot eyes,

Sweaty arms.

Dried throat,

Painful thighs,

Sore feet,

Divided crowd,

Pitiful players,

Swollen knuckles.

Torn hope,

Crumpled chance,

Sunned court,

Tumbling scores,

Coughing points,

Silver lining.

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peetorpan

Published: Feb 20, 2015
LinesWords: 1836

Notes: This is what I felt after a good match under the sun.
Tags: #sports #sunny #volleyball

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