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6/5/16

Come on, man...

 

The bodies BUMP

and the ball sails through the air...

 

WHACK!

 

Not today, mate.

 

I soar

and with arms at full stretch,

the ball is deflected.

Never to reach its target,

not this time.

 

Game done.


We get in the car,

drive to a petrol station.

 

Icecream in winter,

on the bonnet of the car,

on a railing outside the shop...

 

Yeah, why not?

 

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