racer [h.s.]
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  • Reads 1,336
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  • Parts 16
  • Time 2h 19m
Ongoing, First published Aug 05, 2014
reluctantly crouched at the starting line
engines pumping and thumping in time
the green light flashes, the flags go up
churning and burning, they yearn for the cup.
they deftly maneuver and muscle for rank
fuel burning fast on an empty tank
reckless and wild, they pour through the turns.
their prowess is potent and secretly stearn
as they speed through the finish, the flags go down
the fans get up and they get out of town
the arena is empty except for one man
still driving and striving as fast as he can
the sun has gone down and the moon has come up
and long ago somebody left with the cup
but he's driving and striving and hugging the turns
and thinking of someone for whom he still burns
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