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The perspective of a vollyball
February 13, 2024
I am a volleyball.
I have no eyes or mouth.
I am not alive.
Most of the time I'm being tossed around person to person.
I see people running at me calling my name
and cheering for teammates.
When I'm in action I see flashing faces being bounced fast
On and off hands, hearing shoes
squeaking on the floors.
Each morning I hear people walking in
and setting up the gym.
Some would say
My eyes are like a black hole.
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