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Forever
The wind
That a moment before
Was so calm
Now rushes by
Blowing my long pony tail
Behind me
My legs pump
Strain,
But
Not an ounce of strain
Do I feel
Only the thrill of the speed
As I go
I zone out
Not a thing do I think
Then
I remember
I am running
Doing something
Entirely pleasurable
With not a worry
In the World
I feel the ribbon
Telling me
The race is done
But that
Is not what
I want
Now
I hear
The roar of the crowd
I have won the race
As I wait
In my lane
The timer
Tells me my Time
I jog over
Sit in the chair
Tell my time
Get congratulated
Then
Jog over
Over to the Crowd
I spot
My mom and dad
They have
Big smiles
Plastered on
Their Faces
'Good job'
I hear
I smile
And give them hugs
I sigh
Wishing
It wasn't over
That I wouldn't
Get tired
And could run
Forever
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