archery
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Olympic queen of bow and arrow
Artemis draws and releases
Target red, thirty meters
Breathe, anticipation
Wishing it onwards
In search of gold
Pierces true
Hear the
Cheers
I pick it up
And turn it over
It balances perfectly in my hand
No chips
No dents
It's ready to use
My feet on the line
My arrows in the quiver
Ready to shoot