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Run Like The Wind

By GMCnotthecar, Austin, TX

Pass by in a blur
As I run, nothing gets in my way
Sweat trickles down my salty face
As I pump my arms and stride my legs
Across the busy street

My mind is universes away
Not caring about my math test tomorrow,
Or thinking about my sick old, Grandpa
Only one goal is in mind

As I wave to the couple walking by I think,
Think about how it will feel
When I hold my shiny, gold trophy
And smile as I wave to MY adoring fans

Everyone has their own sport
Basketball, soccer, swimming,
But this,

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