None Closer To Winning : A SPORT FREEWRITE.

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Not again, the skid was fast
Changing gears, breaking clutch
Drifting fast, smokes break pad
He wouldn't stop
Not marched the clutch
A fire by the bonnet
Extinguisher by the rear
Men running closer
Before the fire got it all cleared.
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A race for a million
The prize was for minions
Too poor to handle the road
Very small for life's risk
He will enter in
From it make a living
At least take care of things
Maybe a reality of a dream
To make him more pleased.
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The road got wet
Friction not our friend
Skidding, skipping
Tyres screeching
Not closer to winning
All effort went missing
It rained so bad
Men were quiting
The gods must be crazy.
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An entry into @mariannewest everyday freewrite



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