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Ice Hockey


Dear Hockey,

From the moment my blades touched the ice

I fell in love with the game

My blades cutting through the ice

As my stick craddles the puck

As I skate through the muck

I have not always been the best

Especially with the puck

But my strides on the ice

Have always been on point

Everytime my blades touch the ice

Confindence and courage flow through me

Thank you for always giving me your best 

Even when I at my worst

You help me out

You helped me through so much

Thank you for everything you do

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