(Written at a swim meet)
You can smell the chlorine in the air and taste the water in you're blood.
The blood that was shed to bring you to where you are today.
United we stand divided we crumble.
Racing to touch the time pad before the other teams.
Fremont.
Layton.
Davis.
Bountiful.
One thing unites you through the competition.
FREEDOM.
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