i seek out doubt in his lonely cave
to have a chat with the old fool
looking back i can see the light
behind his rock blackness rule
its murk and mould
the corpse of fear gone cold
why would you send your demons
to bring men here?
to lose your chance
and trade in fear ?
for at least with fear
hope's a paper king
and courage a knight of ink
and doubt...
just an old fool hiding behind a rock
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