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When you miss the thrill of the swim meets |
| There's a deathly silence before the buzzer goes off This is what I've trained for Cold water surrounds me And my arms and legs begin pumping Chlorine fills my senses Breath Flip I hear cheers in between breaths I see my teammates waving me on Accidentally swallowing water I reach the end, out of breath Weak, sloppy highfives From teammates Competitors And coaches I feel praised Even though I didn't get first I feel like I belong I feel welcome Like family |