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Jun 2017
I may not be the best at it,
And I don't watch it,
But football is my favorite game,
I love to play it,
Many a chance I got to play,
But God is determined to,
Not let me play,
He broke my leg,
Put in my parents head,
No matter how much I beg,
They won't let me play,
They did,
And the chances were rare,
But when will I play,
When I'm old,
When is that day,
The day I can't play a full match,
There is some things,
My parents will never understand.
I may sound too dramatic but it means a lot to me
Phantom Poet
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Phantom Poet  21/M/La Rochelle, France
(21/M/La Rochelle, France)   
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   ---, Keith Wilson and R Arora
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