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"In a Crowd, I Found You"
Amid the cheers, the noise, the sound,
I saw you standing, world unbound.
A heartbeat racing, eyes that gleam,
In you, I found my waking dream.
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The clock ticked mercilessly toward the end of the game. Ten minutes remained, and both teams pushed themselves to their limits — muscles straining, hearts hammering, sweat glinting under the glaring hall lights. Every pass, every dribble, every sprint carried not only the weight of the game but the weight of expectation, pride, and an unshakable desire to win.
The red team had just scored fifty goals, but Bernard's team led with fifty-five. The crowd's energy was electric, a living, breathing force, roaring in anticipation. Then, in a sudden surge, the red team scored three more points. The scoreboard blinked rapidly as the seconds dwindled. Fifteen seconds remained. Bernard felt adrenaline course through him — every sense heightened, every nerve alert.
