March 23, 2011
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The crisp air
grabbing at my delicate skin
increases my endurance
as i claw a path through
its strength
leaving behind
footsteps of determination

The distance reveals another being
quite like myself
The sight urges me to accelerate
and i am successful in turning
his steps
into historic marks of loss
as my last rotations
if my anchor-weighed legs
allow me to win the race

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