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Submitted to Contest #309
I recognized his soul. It used to shoot baskets on the court outside my house. This soul appeared as a lanky teen-aged boy with wavy brown hair parted straight down the middle, leaving shiny layered wings on each side of the part. He sported an easy smile that lit up the street. That boy saved me from loneliness more times than he could possibly know. Saved me from myself as I tended to get lost in the shuffle back then, having two oldish parents and two oldish siblings, always loving, but all too busy, too tired, or too distracted to play. ...
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