Chasing the Dream
On emerald fields where shadows play,
Eleven hearts beat strong today,
With cleats that dance on morning dew,
A world together, old and new.
The whistle's sound, a call to arms,
With every pass, the spirit charms.
A flick, a turn, a daring shot,
In this brief game, they shine a lot.
The crowd erupts, a thunderous cheer,
For every goal, they hold so dear.
Flags wave high, their colors fly,
In unity, they dream and try.
Through trials faced and battles fought,
With every loss, a lesson taught.
The love of the game, in every stride,
In joy and pain, they take in pride.
As time ticks down, the tension swells,
In silent hopes, the story tells.
A final kick, a chance to land,
Together, souls in perfect band.
For in this sport, both fierce and grand,
We find our dreams, we take a stand.
Through soccer's grace, we learn to see,
That in each match, we’re truly free.
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