Posted by
Tim Az in
Scripture on
October 28, 2009 |
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“For whom the ‘cross calls”
Make our move on the final lap in the early day
Constant burn deep in our thighs
Shouting ‘pedal’ on they race through the endless grey
On the cross, for they will race, yes, but who’s to say?
For that podium we would kill, why? They must race the ‘cross.
Pedal wounds will test their pride
Muddy and cold, still alive through the...