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Christopher Batty Thrill Of A RaceMadness An unfathomable chaos Running people Everywhere you turn At the straightaway Six people Crouching down Ready Waiting for the gun Hearing only a resonating silence Despite the crowd’s yells The moment they wait for Arrives BANG! Shouts follow the six blurs But they don’t hear The thrill of a race enveloping them A rush of air Hearing only silence Despite the yelling crowd Focused on one thing only The hurdles they clear As if they don’t exist Striving for the finish A roar of sound As they hear the crowd A rush of relief As they hit the mats Victory! |
[TABLE OF CONTENTS, LHS CLASS OF 2011 EDITION]
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