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April 24, 2009
By Anonymous

Waiting for my race
Standing behind the block
Cheers coming from all directions

My heat is called
I step up onto the block
Glancing at my seven other opponents

Swimmers take your mark
I crouch down

I plunge into the water
The cold rushes up my spine
I am almost at the surface

Halfway through the first length
I am swimming my heart out
Coming close to the wall

Flipping over
Only one more 25
Sprint to the end

Flags over my head
Five more feet
Touch the pad

Look up at the scoreboard
I beat my time
I am overjoyed!

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