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Jul 2013
Stadium lights flood the field
adrenaline rushes through your veins
you can smell the crisp fall air
everything is so clear
troubles are forgotten
you stand ready for anything
glance to the side
the people you've laughed with
and cried with
by your side always
seconds feel like years
you hear the announcer call
"you may take the field in competition"
that's when you leave everything on the field
you pour your heart out through every step
every beat
every second
the best feeling to be felt
when you can truly say
i'm home.
Wilted Seaweed
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Wilted Seaweed  Utah
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