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Jan 2016
Made it to the edge of the end zone and
I trip over my own insecurities
Can't get back up as the time runs out
I am a one-woman team and
he's far behind
teetering on the 50 yard line
Asking himself: Is it worth it
to try to win this one?
His own answer is in the
timer buzzing and he
forfeits the game,
leaving me back at square one
staring at the leader boards
heart drained of all fight
questioning why I couldn't
make the right plays this game.

I must be my own top player
until someone steps up to plate
Sea
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Sea  United States
(United States)   
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   ---, GaryFairy and Bianca Reyes
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