For The Love of The Game
Throwing pitches at me left and right,
Fastballs,
Curveballs,
Knuckleballs,
And sliders.
Few of them turn into home runs.
But the ones that do,
They shock the world.
Together,
The ball and the bat make an undeniable team.
When done right,
They come together to change the world.
For the love of the game.
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