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metaphorically related to soccer.Rate this Poem
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The question
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Created on 1-30-08
To shoot
Or to miss?
Ignorance is bliss
The ball tells me.
Feet in control
Keeping a hold
on the grass
The net.
A Trap.
Standing in front of me
Will you go with me
I ask?
The shot taken
Ball in Mid-air
Will the net move asside;
Turn the other cheek;
Will the ball fall to pieces?
Shot missed.
Game over.
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