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Allison Alway
As I approach the starting line of the race
I look around and see the teams I face
As the race starts I feel the wind brush through my face
Running with my team as a pack
Looking around seeing who will start to slack
Running with people who are you pace
Trying to see who will win the race
The burning of your legs is killing you
Barely breathing, Struggling just to cross the finish line
Looking forward for the next meet
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