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All that is gold does not glitter
Not all those who wander are lost
The old that is strong does not wither
Deep roots are not reached by the frost.
From the ashes a fire shall be woken
A light from the shadow shall spring
Renewd shall be blade that was broken
The crownless again shall be king.
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