Leather

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The odds were against me
My back was against the wall
Alone and scared
I had to take a stand

All I can remember was the heat
We felt like a piece of leather left in the sun
Sweat in our eyes
Thirst in there mouths dying to leave

But I had to keep going
It was on one play were I took my stand
And my opponent fell to the dirt
I wasn’t so alone anymore

It was the highlight of the week
I had become one with those around me
And I had done the impossible . . .
I made my uncle proud





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