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Thursday, April 26, 2012

You Could Dunk

by Jordyn Coats

I was small. Minute. Tiny.
Could barely grasp a basketball,
much less your great idea of success.

The world was ever so vast.
You could dunk like there was no tomorrow,
but I felt like a washed up mess.

What was I thinking
all those years ago?
You could dunk. So what?

I used to think highly of you,
but I grew,
and now that door is wide shut.

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