before he died,
before they found
what they found
in him,
before
his body
gave way,
before his
eyes closed,
his arms
and legs
withered.
before the pain,
the agony,
before he knew
it was coming
to an end,
he had the
sweetest
jump shot
this side
of any court
you ever played
on with him.
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