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| 136. The Race Lightness of feet Swiftness of strength Sinews and muscle Extended to length Colors flapping in the air Warriors racing fast Hands waving wildly No one wanting to be last Heads pushing forward Voices crying aloud The thunder of hooves Cheers of the crowd In seconds it is finished The victor having won Tomorrow starts afresh Another chance to run |
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