The Fighter
You may cast me in the air like sand
But whatever you do, I'll stand
You may cause me to stumble, but I'll rise
I'll glow like a star before your eyes
You may try to lift your chair before my face
But I'll ride my horse fast and beat you in a race
You may scoff on me and try to bury my name
But I'll still beat you even in your own game
You may send forth the night to darken my day
But fearing your ghost is simply not my way
My blood is as brave as a honey badger
I'll roar like a lion and grip like a tiger
I'll rise from where I fell and you can't prevent me
I'll stand taller before your eyes, wait and see
Like a true warrior, I'm braver when I bleed
Your bolt can't suppress the rising of my seed
2nd place
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