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finish line

by @relishrain

the constant  pounding as my cleats repeatedly hit the grass and the lactic acid frees itself the constant  pounding of the blood as it rushes through my spinning head the constant  pounding as I see two of the person in front of me the constant  pounding as I push my jelly filled legs to keep going the constant  pounding as I push them even harder than before the constant  pounding of my heaving lungs as I try to suck in more oxygen the constant  pounding of my body as I fall over the finish line
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