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the gun shoots runners off one step two step running with the stride like no other it passes the 10k mark my mind is daft my body chaffed and burnt at 13 miles and I get a second wind I am indulging in what I do fatigue is not an option, 20th mile I'm sore and wreaked with my conscience I endure finally, I can see the finish I cross the line and collapse that's me sorted my time here is done

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Date: 11/21/2017 11:15:00 AM
Bravo on the accomplishment and the poem, Brian.
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Date: 10/26/2017 3:03:00 AM
- Welcome to Poetry Soup with your first poem Brian, hope there will be many more in the future - // S.S.
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Date: 10/24/2017 8:25:00 AM
Deep first post Brian.. Welcome to poetry soup..
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