If I were
the falling ball
and racked
racing
down the lane
would my adventure start here?
Locked eyes
and braced to the light
of a broken
fast
fresh start
I still remember
your citric-note
teenage
perfume
as I watch
the ball
cannon down
toward ...
A fresh adventure
racked
and waiting
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