Beautiful Game
Some may think its just a simple sport, they think its quality is short.
I think its my pain reliever, I will enjoy it even on my worst fever.
Many injuries and blood are cuased by this game.
But I will not quit and leave the game as his.
This is my game, I control it.
No excuse for me to not be the best at it.
I will always treat this as my main attraction,
This will always be my one and only passion.
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