An illusion crafted by a push and soft touch
The ball sits on the spot, for an instant subdued
The magician exerts exact pressure, not much
A spin backwards advances a shot misconstrued
A fluffy wave topples and ripples tenderly in peace
Then recedes and fades back into the ocean
Like a slice backhand developing from complete release
It’s beautiful to behold the natural motion
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