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A drum resounds within my soul
A distant bell rings out its toll
And there upon my memory's scroll
Yes! There within minds darkened hole
A challenge and a distant goal.

A goal that may cause certain pain
Upon my body and my brain
A goal such as a dragon slain
That lays beneath the blows that rain
Upon the fields its blood now stains
Of things not asked
And things not gained.

But! There upon my memory's scroll
Yes! There within minds darkened hole
From unknown strength within my soul
Somehow I'll reach that distant goal.

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