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 shadows shall spring
Blessed be blade that was broken,
The cownless again shall be king!
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Always do right, it will gratify some and astonish the rest - Twain
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