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There's always one question


There's always one question that I'm asked about

If you could only have one thing, what would it be?

If you could only see one thing, what would you see?

Whats the one thing that you can't live without?

 

Well I know that on thing

If I was stuck on an island I would bring my ball

That's one thing I don't have to think about at all

That's exactly what I would bring

 

Because soccer is everything to me

It's my escape from the stress of life

It takes me away from all of my strife

So it's just me, my ball, and the open sea

 

 

 

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