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The Legend



 

Days thirsting to play this sport -

sunrays bursting in the day, I wish I can deport-

The world and leave to a basketball land -

But all these responsibilities I have to sort -

Before I put this ball In my hand -

I can feel a fever fertilizing in my head -

Headaches from life, life never bland -

Red cakes to celebrate the shed -

Of strife, basketball make you understand -

That hating is dead -

It is all respect for the legend -

Kobe dropped 60 and became like our reverend -

Warriors did the impossible, 73 is planted in history

And who’s the next legend? It’s all a unsolvable mystery -

I want to be the best, nothing less -

Haters never tell you “Yes”, but accumulate zest-

I inspire to be like jordan

I inspire to be the “ Jumpman”, the legendary crest -

I want to play all around America and make a legendary quest.



 

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