...A Poem by Ookhttps://www.youtube.com/watch?v=VMUt8KdDtTY
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. . There's red, chalky dust oxidizing somewhere over home plate. . People are cheering; aluminum cans crack open; . in the noise, somebody's father says something about . tough love. . . The pitcher spits, bends forward; . a ball makes a thwacking sound as it embeds into . a glove. . . The crowd roars. Everybody rotates. The game begins again. . . . © 2026 Ook |
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Added on April 1, 2026 Last Updated on April 1, 2026 |
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