falling liquid water and a machine
harder and harder my legs push
water splashes around me
sweat pours down my face
the whir of my tires
the plink of drops
are the only sounds i hear
gone are the deadlines
beyind me are troubles
i see only dark, shining road
chase me, i will not be caught
only the rain rides with me
Something I wrote a while ago. It seems fitting to give it a home here as I look forward to training for racing once again.
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