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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=468590" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>His Passion</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=468590" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">A whistle blown as down he went<br>An enemy had done that, whom he never knew<br>A scarlet shown and away an opponent goes in shame<br>To walk he cannot and to run, time to come</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=468590" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">On the pitch he gets hurt<br>His bone greatly hurting and every muscle with pain<br>The joy in him, no pain ever too strong<br>"When shall I recover", he prays, to the green turf? <br>"Yet again will I score more great goals"</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=468590" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">To play on the old fields of Trafford <br>And by the bridge of Stanford<br>To play with the red devils and against the white angels<br>Just to hear the cops cheer and scream his name<br>"d'nho! d'nho! ! d'nho! ! ! '" <br>The love he feels, the love never given<br>His passion in all of life unfold</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=468590" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">to ronaldinho, best ever!</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><a href="http://poems.citatepedia.com/">poem</a> by <strong><a rel="author" href="http://authors.citatepedia.com/by.php?a=Nicholas+Boateng">Nicholas Boateng</a></strong></div>

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