The Match
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| The Match By: Scott LaChapelle
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Sweat drips,
I pant, The match drags on As slow as it can Time freezes. My opponent falls, I want to celebrate But cannot For time moves along. My opponent cannot move, He is pinned to the mat The match ends with sweet victory
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