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The Race |
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The Race |
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The end is close, almost out of breath; heart pounding, mind swirling; So close, so very close; can't feel my legs; must run faster; arms want to quit; feet are heavy; People staring, clapping so loud; will not fail; No one can beat me I am so close, run faster, close my eyes like a dream. Breath getting deeper legs heavier will not quit so tired can do this! will not fail slash hits my stomach fall to the ground body is aching No! have failed tears in my eyes people staring look up realize I have won..... won the race! |
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This page was last updated on April 27, 2003 by the KIWW Webmaster. |
