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About Lost Goals

I got Timed out and I shot no goals of mine last year and here you have arrived so soon, whistling aloud the start of the New Year giving time to head out and set the ball rolling and suspend lamenting about lost Goals. With renewed hope, I enter to have a field day in this Game of Life, Knowing fully that I may lose in my tackle or may even Win if my shoot gets the desired goal, When in this spirit I don't play, call this a foul. 5-Jan-2019 Writing Challenge January, 2019- Fibonacci - Poetry Contest Sponsored by: Dear Heart For Syllable counter Used: https://www.poetrysoup.com/syllables/syllable_counter.aspx

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