Fire inside sullen mind
Strolling rays’ shining virgin mists
Wiggling creatures are lifting lids
Race has begun!!
Hopes’ smiling as the sun paints
Colorful cosmos, dream faints
Buoyant some
Rushing race going blind
Growing fire now blowing mind
Ready to break the wall;
Of past
Hitting and hitting, pushing the limits
Strolling rays’ shining virgin mists
Incredible Race!!
Rolling down pearls, briny!
Tilted head squeezes the body parts
Race is not meant for any halts
But for braves
Only to reach safely to our graves!!
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