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Baseball and Unicorns

Today is the last day of baseball season in DC it has been a rollercoaster of ups and downs. But, with the crack of a bat, or an unbelievable double play, DC managed to catch an elusive unicorn. Colored, bright red, white, and blue. Embroidered with a curly W. This team may not be together next year this thought brings great sadness in me I wish they could stay like this, eternally. But baseball like life is fleeting, and the World Series champions title may seem more far than near. That ubiquitous call of wait 'til next year gathers ever closer we fear We want to hold on to the magic... of this year To the excitement and wonder and the chanties of Baby Shark that fill the ear. It is the end...for us at home this year, there still may be two games left to play, as hard as it is for me to say See y'all Nats, and Nats fans; next year.
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karen-browner
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karen-browner
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Oct 27, 2019
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