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Rays vs. Red Sox GDT 3: On the precipice of nothingness

A game away from nothing for months.

Photo credit: Public Domain

I remember months
of nothing, no
pitchers or resin,
you're out!
or bat flips.

Let's take
this moment, steal
that moment for our-
selves. A token for
the storehouse,

a preservation
for the winter. A home
run to reopen on
Christmas, a diving
stop for Hanukkah.

Let's gather slivers
of moments. Choice
pieces of a thing
to which we will
say goodbye.

All things
die.