Racing Hearts
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Last published Thu, Jan 4, 2024
With constantly living nearly to your last breath, while also trying to keep the future into the line, two threads of life get tangled.
Those lives whose fear didn't exist, when speed was the only adrenaline that was able to boil their blood to the point of forgetting everything other than winning.
And that was exactly what created the new beginning of an enmity, a win, brought the need of breaking those life threads, that provoked both sides, with determination.
And that was going to be possible, only if their hearts, where strong enough to resist those races...
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