Preparing for the Game

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My eyes are dry But my palms are wet

Dampened now By the cold cold sweat

My temples throb Lips start to twitch

Just stay cool I chant the cliche

 

Fear takes hold  My ears ring with buzzing sound

Legs start to shake But I manage to hold my ground

For as I enter This colossal game

I reflect after this Nothing will remain the same

 

On the day of reckoning Men shine apart from the boys

And from the manifold sorrows Seize their respective joys

 

Where I will end up I pause to think While my eyes stare empty Forgotten to blink
I may win I may lose a few important still is to enjoy it too
the playing of the game between me and you