Friday, 10 March 2017

T20 Tournament

My pounding heart is beating faster than a bullet shot by an ak47 and my blood rushing through my brain minimizes my strength. The sun is mimicking us. We think to ourselves about that sparkly clean icy cold water. I am salivating. The green grass is grumpy because of the heat stroke.   
 

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