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Iker Garcia

Britt Shirk

9th Grade Humanities

May 10 2017

V14
Personification to the silent
Seeing the ninety-five bring the lightning.
You kept my cousin from the violent.
The fresh coated red paint always shining
You give off the bad smell of chemicals
Hearing you breathing in all of the air
I see you trying to beat decimals
Your ability to raise my neck hair.
The product of different continents
To be the first to have an exotic.
The races they win make them monuments;
I never liked things too idiotic.
Despite all the carbon, glass, gray metal
Much to choose from; I refuse to settle.