Challenge
Nothing
What is it? Does it exist at all?
Drums Do Grumble
Drums do grumble
Blood becomes
Belief to boil
And brain to dumb
A lofty little
Hides the heart
A hope to heal
And hold the art
But brambles break
And briars thwart
The blood that burns
The dripping dart
The weeds do work
The warlock's part
The wagons wail
The winded cart
Forever finds
A fervor faint
A failing faith
A will to paint
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