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Another season come and gone
\nwithout a hit, without a run,
\nwithout a homer o’er the fence
\nimagined once by circumstance.
\nNo uniform in sunset glow.
\nNo leaping catch, no hurried throw.
\nNo home run trot, no pickoff toss.
\nTime got the win. Age took the loss.<\/p>\n

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Another season come and gone without a hit, without a run, without a homer o’er the fence imagined once by circumstance. No uniform in sunset glow. No leaping catch, no hurried throw. No home run … Read more<\/a><\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"_jetpack_memberships_contains_paid_content":false,"footnotes":""},"categories":[16],"tags":[12,3,4],"class_list":["post-172","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-poem-2","tag-baseball","tag-poem","tag-poetry-2"],"jetpack_featured_media_url":"","jetpack_sharing_enabled":true,"jetpack-related-posts":[{"id":2534,"url":"https:\/\/redtinnoodles.com\/?p=2534","url_meta":{"origin":172,"position":0},"title":"Unfinished Poet","author":"Rick Young","date":"August 22, 2021","format":false,"excerpt":"The unfinished poet never learned to cross his tees. 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