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As I ran the track,

Head pounding,

Thoughts swirling and muddy,

Breathing shallow,

My frail body

Collapsed.

The pain of running

Paired with the pain of lack of eating

Overwhelmed me.

People surrounded me,

And one boy yelled out,

"Call an ambulance! Her pulse is weak!"

And I slipped into oblivion.

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