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Field of Life

In the field of life-
There’s a cause to strife.
For us to thrive-
We all must strive.

There are oppositions-
Beware of commotions.
Give no suppositions,
Attacks are no assumptions.

As a team we play-
With a goal every day.
The drive to win,
The play all have seen.

Every tactics with a pass-
Is a marriage with the grass.
The children of the couple;
Others it can topple

With hands on deck
There’ll be no wreck
For a goal-
Is a radiation of every role

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