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Rated: E · Other · Sports · #1925886

A recollection of my days on a tennis court

Tennis tale (your serve)

Caught in the gut
Of a string filled racket,
Wrestlings endless pondering,
hit not too high nor too low.

Swinging, following through,
I'm cracking the ball over the net.
I see it fall between the lines,
"lovingly" I see the blissful ace.
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