Love To Play

By Abran   

Refreshing breeze running through my hair
While I am running through the breeze
The constant smell of the sparking grass
Getting surprised the nonstop yelling
The cold air of the ball passing your body
Sun scoring your back
Collapsing on the wet grass
You consumed all your energy
Spiriting up and down the puffy grass
Feeling warm after a well played game

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