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Atmosphere growing heavy
by every passing minute.
Eyes narrowed.
Breath silenced.
Shot fired
lifting peace off our shoulders.
Muscles protesting in agony.
Breath coming short.
Gliding swiftly.
World blurring.
One destination.
One goal.

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Dec. 1, 2011 at 5:50 am
I love this! It really describes how I feel when I'm running and I love the picture :)
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