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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required This is war, these are my enemy's. Standing at attention astride my destiny i look over mine enemy on both fronts. The different colors representing pride, adrenaline pulsing threw my eyes, scrupling the battle field of this war yet to come. Beasts of fire and steal exploding upon the earth as the signal man calls us to arms and the sweet cackling sound goes into frenzied crescendo. My rib cage now being beaten and battered by my heart, overloaded with bloo,d fear and adrenaline on the verge of explosion. As life explodes inside my ocean the narcotic produced inside me creates a euphoric calm as it all slows down. Time itself bends to my will and stalls in my space living a lifetime inside a second. my senses rush, hearing each individual heart beat echo of the walls of eternity. Now vision sharpens, eyes dissecting the awaiting challenges like a scalpel threw warm flesh. As i feel i am at my breaking point as a human being and cannot survive let alone rise any further, i do and the battle begins. The only thing dwarfing the mammoth sound is the blistering speed... Claws tear at the soilI beneath me, slinging me forward flying on a cushion of earth. Looking back into the pack of ravenous beasts clawing at each other just to get up to me. I jettison into the heavens i fear the sun has turned against me too. the sweat the pounding the abuse this searing heat bellowing upon the earth choking the very winds. In this river of sweat blood and tears i feel my soul purified. Back on this field of glory i can see victory bathed in a checkered robe within my grasp. As i stand in the circle victorious the sacrifices are vindicated. I now greet my fellow warriors for we have sweat and bled together. These bonds run deeper than the trough of friendship can bare. This is motocross, these are my brother's.
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