Quit! Give up! You're beaten
They shout at me and plead
There's just too much against you now
This time you can't succeed!
And as I start to hang my head
In front of failure's face
My downward fall is broken by the memory of a race
And hope refills my weakened will
As I recall that scene;
For just the thought of that short race.
Rejuvenates my being.
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