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Basketball
I see the ball leaving my hand flying into the basket
I hear the crowd cheering as I score a point
I smell defeat in the air as we inch closer to a win
I taste sweet victory as time runs down on the clock
I feel on top of the world when I score the game winning shot
I know that my sport is basketball

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I've been playing basketball my whoe life so I thought it would be appropriate to write a sensory poem about my love for the game.