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Michael Monovoukas Dreams of Harvest, But Still PlantingOminous clouds engulf the atmosphere Seeds of glory sown on the field of trial My heartbeat gallops, time for race is near On the strenuous quest against the mile Hundreds of hours and many a lap Went into this deserved time of unrest Can’t fail now, for I hear my teammates’ clap A decade of planting, ripe for harvest Ready for the Olympic final heat Fifteen hundred meters from start to end Confidence high, I do not think defeat Gun sounds, field dissolves, I can’t comprehend Alarm clock wakes me from this blissful spell If harvest time comes, only time will tell [BACK TO TABLE OF CONTENTS, CLASS OF 2008 EDITION] |
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