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Turf War

"Jesus, Charlie!
Try to keep it together!"

the yell rings
in his blushing
ears and his
feet fumble
again.

he glares at the turf,
as if
the field is to
blame for
the lava burning
down his cheeks,
and not the
iceberg eyes
on the sidelines.



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