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Volleyball
I was scared
To call mine
For fear of
Attention
I was scared
To dive
For fear of
Not getting it
I was scared
To approach
The ball set to me
For fear of
Missing it
I was scared
To take the chance
Of messing up
In fear of
Looking weak
And useless
But one day
I took that chance
I dove for that ball
And hit it up
I hit that set
Killed it
I called that ball
And owned it
Now I tune out
Those voices that say
I can't make it
That I'll mess it up
Because I'm sick
Of being scared
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Volleyball
blood pumping, adrenaline coursing through my veins
there is only one thing that crosses my mind
to win, crushing my opponent shamefully to the ground
where I can claim certain victory over them
just to feel the electric tension as points are scored and time runs out
feeling elated as my thunderous serves go untouched on the other side
bumps, sets, spikes are key to the game
but nothing is more important than teamwork
you yell, you scream, you call the ball
as its path crosses your zone
and teammates back you up
you dance on the court, keeping that single ball up
hoping to gain the points needed to reach the goal
as sweat and anxiety fills the court,
the winning point looming over the horizon
muscles become rigid and legs stay firmly on the ground
as we perform the final moves to defeat them
and as the crowd roars its support from the bleachers
we jump and celebrate at the hard work we put forth
as we rise above the ranks and become true champions
May Namoc
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Volleyball
As that ball,
gets served over the net,
my heart pounds,
as I get ready to hit.
First, the passer,
then the setter goes,
then comes my turn,
to hit the ball.
A perfect pass,
an amazing set,
now it's up to me,
to get it over the net.
My hand touches the ball,
I bend my joint,
boom! Everyone cheers,
I scored a point.
Lisa Zhao
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