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Apr 2015
Running,
The one thing I hate doing,
But it is something I can't live without.
The one thing that makes my legs ache,
But leaves me with a smile on my face.
The one thing that fills my stomach with nerves,
But at the same time fills me with joy.
The one thing that I can't eat before,
But I can eat until I burst after.
Written by
Sydney Matusik
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