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Apr 2015
On the field
Of grass pure green
A conflict of power
And a contest of skill
The struggle of one team
Opposing the struggle of another
Each only allowing fleeting a chance
Each only achieving a brief moment of return
And with the last brawl
One team comes to a fall.
Written by
Zach Barhite
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   Cecil Miller
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