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Ogden Evening.

by andrew-philip

For some awfully Long time now I’ve felt like A blind man Playing tennis, Listening for the ball To bounce in front of me And swinging with all Of my might Hoping to hit it back away. And while it’s away I’ll have peace Until I hear The ball bounce Before me again. It’s just that when It passes me I feel like I’m losing. Last night I saw something Very clearly For the first time in a while. It was her and I Woven together Like a basket Made of sand-sized Stars. I heard the bounce And stood as still as I ever have. I feel like I’ve won.
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31 / M / Denver, CO
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Sep 7, 2018
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