''Euphoria''
Triumph of the win leaves this unexpected girl breathless.Could this be the day for me?The
idea is pondered.No greater admiration be set fourth.She feels the eyes upon her.She waves
to the crowd.Take a bow,you have won this race.Trickling tears stream down her face.She
smiles a tasteful grin.
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