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As i open this door the world becomes my floor there's nothing more then faint whispers and the thump of feet hitting the floor the breeze still hides from the great big storm and puddles of rain block my path and there goes my shoe soaking it up helping me through the dew on this hill just became my thrill and once my bones are set my ears start to hear its not a ring bump or and ordinary thump its a sign telling me that this race has just begun.





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