the journey home from that match was silent and empty not along the busy M62,
but the back roads along the pennines
the views are at times breath taking
the hills alive in spring with hope of summer
mist can come down real easy and the views dramatically end
like the tears that flooded peoples eyes has they returned home
a loved one had died at a football match
crushed like only a heart can be crushed at the lose of a loved one.
crushed
silent
unjust
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