Red Lights

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The darkness outside shines in through the lining of windows

The humid air smells of hard work

The quick flash of a cell phone, a camera

Lighting up the merry faces of battle-worm winners.

 

An outbreak of some familiar chorus strikes out

And soon infects these victors

With the catchy tunes of some famous voice

Until they simmer back

To the quiet murmurs of a conversation that won't matter

But for a moment.

 

Most won't remember the score

Or who made the winning point

But the feeling of victory

That soaks in under those red lights

Will last a lifetime.

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