Here I stand,
alone in fright,
with the crest of courage,
that strengthens my light.
Against the darkest fears,
a suspense tied so near,
to an evil beam of light,
which grips me so very tight.
But now I sense,
the crest of courage,
glowing an orange,
powerful blaze.
Defeating the darkness,
with its courageous light,
of the glowing,
crest of courage.
Now I carry it,
wherever I go,
with its strength,
which stands so bold,
the crest of courage.
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