Goal.

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She's a runner.
A dancer leaping across the muddy fields.
Her face glistns in the warm sunlight.
dribbling the ball, she passes
Girl,

by girl,


by girl

A quick pass to her teamamte,
And the ball is at her feeet once again.
Heading twards the goal she takes the shot...

Slowly her legs are gone from underneath her
Her arms disappear,
Her head and body round
Black, and White.

She flies through the air like a bird on its first flight,
She begins her decent
The mouths of the passerby's drop.
Her left side skimming the fingertips of the keeper.
Her body curving in the wind
She hits the net.
Goal.





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