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Created on: March 25, 2007 Last Updated: May 14, 2007
Batter Up; reflections of us
I found you at the bottom of my ninth.
As twisted as I, and deeply scarred,
you were thrown into my life.
With blind abandon and crippling speed,
we raced toward home plate.
And often in the middle of the night,
we joyously applaud another homerun.
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