Out of the Champions League
¶ 1
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The fight is over,
‘our’ year postponed again,
undone by brutal brilliance
and now to battle through the pain.
Yes, the european dream is dead
but at home the dream is still here;
alive, breathing, fighting, thriving
and this is still our year.
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