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The sky is so bright but there is no sun
Balls lost from sight in the light leave you on the run
Searching for the ball as the missing piece to a puzzle
hours go by in only seconds of action
The clean cut edges,
The smoothness of each base,
Every corner better than the next,
Perfectly polished,
Standing in awe of its grandness,
The happiness melts in,
First,
Second,
Third,
