Just a short poem about running and a little endurance.
Heart racing, beating fast
Time is running out
I got to make it back
I got to make it count
The colored ribbon is nearing closer
I can feel sweat running down my face
What I wouldn’t give for a short break
But I can’t stop, only pick up the pace
I finally snap the ribbon
Success is sweet
But now all I really want
Is to go find something to drink
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