Falling stars
When I was out in a bout of heavy weather, I came up with something. As I used to not have a binary to. It was somewhat sweet and somewhat salty. What was missing in my life. Suddenly arose. Something in my mouth, a sour taste of leather and wood. With this taste. I couldn't guess what it was. Until I came to a speech. But what was I, heard a voice, say my name. What was following me, was it something, strange or silent. When I looked around, it was pitch black my heart started beating 180 per hour. The sweat became heavy. Now suddenly everything began to answer for one, felt a dizziness of something. What was it, but the last travel tip was on its way, but it was so easy yesterday. When you were at the gym and wanted to max out 200 kg, in a squat, only this lift. Did I know the gold was secured, what happened now. When one last attempt was made. The body didn't want to. The legs were shaking. But had to. Only a minute left, the whole body, rocked with weakness. But it was going up. Now it was just the clock that had to go. The rules said one minute. It felt more like an hour. Until the clock struck. Then you knew you made it. Where was the signal, was it there, the referee just had. Blow and blow, you lump. When you counted, it was over time. Now he blew off. But then you fainted from the challenge. The next day they were in the hospital. Wow when you woke up. Then it was all over. Was told by the coach that I finished fourth.
