I watched a baseball game to see how people train.
Instead, I saw the one with stars circling his head.
Something like a crown.
His helmet sparkled with light from above.
On the bill, most likely, or above his ear flap.
It was only a spark of white, then gone:
It was every color and none.
I couldn’t predict where it would land next.
But it was often near the temple.
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