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Sprinter

February 10, 2022
By Anonymous

Runners on your marks, set, BANG.

The adrenaline roars through my veins.

Cheers, screams, and claps fill the stands.

But it is only silence that fills my ears.

My mind draws blank.

The only sight I see

is the red track in front of me.

The finish line draws close

As I push with everything

I have within me.

First place.

Victory washes over me.

My bright expression glistens to

everyone in the stands that

the bright blue ribbon

belongs to me.


The author's comments:

This poem is about my track and field expeirence as a sprinter


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