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thenizu:

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 will spring;
Renewed shall be the blade that was broken,
The crownless again shall be king.

OH GOD OH GOD. 

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