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Unformatted text preview: Ohoh, it is too late to go backward. I need to pass my ball fast before an impasse. I fake my enemies, And I fight for the ball as a carnivore. Because I am a jake ball-shooter Opposite guards can not block me for their sake of score. The game ends at night. Some people laugh, cheer and leap, Some people cry, sigh and fight. I come back home with my victorious comrades....
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- Winter '07