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After a Thursday Practice,

  • Writer: Eden Preston
    Eden Preston
  • Dec 1, 2017
  • 1 min read

Thanks for drying my tears,

On cold pool steps today.

I sobbed into my knees,

The mats smell of decay.

The chlorine rank with sweat,

The hopeless morning sun,

You rubbed my back gently,

"I love you." only one.


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