The 3 Second Goal.
¶ 1
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He runs to score,
the football dancing along with his feet as he moves
passing the others he runs more,
the crowd take in deep breath
the fear of in case they lose,
it all depends on him.
¶ 2
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Three seconds left, He enforces a powerful blow,
and fans look on as the ball flies in slow motion
with the goalie falling to the foor the crowd roars
He quickly kneels on the grass and kisses the ground,
his friends congratualte him and cheer.
For he had just won them the match.
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