Thursday, July 19, 2012

The Line.

Heart beats,
Blood pounding in my head,
Dew is scattered,
Catch him!

Thoughts focused,
I hear cheering,
Labor to breath,
He is right behind me.

Out of the shade,
A mile left,
Down hill,
Go with the rush.

Around the corner,
Snow on the ground?
Morning shade against me,
It's cold but nice.

Up the slope,
Sun is brilliant in my eyes,
Just one more push,
Cross the line!

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