I AM A FOOTBALL
I WONDER WHY THEY THROW ME TO THE HUGE GUYS?
I HEAR THE CROWD CHEERING
I SEE THE KICKER GETTING READY.
I WANT TO NEVER BE THROWN.
I AM GETTING READY TO FLY THROUGH THE AIR.
I PRETEND TO THINK I AM A HUMAN
I FEEL NERVOUS.
I TOUCH THE HARD GRASS.
I UNDERSTAND WHY I MUST BE THROWN
I SAY, “DON’T MISS!”
I DREAM TO BE HUMAN.
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