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When the sun starts to fade and the sky turns gold, I’m on the field, where my dreams unfold. With a ball at my feet, I feel alive, Every pass, every kick, I thrive.
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When the sun starts to fade and the sky turns gold, I’m on the field, where my dreams unfold. With a ball at my feet, I feel alive, Every pass, every kick, I thrive.