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The Champion

She does a little more.

The average runner runs until

The breath in her is gone,

But the champion has a goal in mind,

That makes her carry on.

For rest, the average runner begs

When limp, her muscles grow

But the champion runs on leaden legs.

Her spirit makes them go.

The average Runner’s complacent

When she’s done her best to score

But the champion does her best -

Then she does a little more."

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