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The Cycle Race
The experienced cyclists where zooming past each other along the Long Steep winding motorway.They were wearing warm cosy clothes like a deer's fur. The dull white snow was as cold as the north pole, it covered the green cheerful grass like a large pool. The dull boring grey cars were going slow as a snail, so they don't hit the cyclists.
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