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From: | Emrys Yearwood |
Subject: | [Adsyc-user] montag 4572 |
Date: | Sun, 28 May 2006 03:50:56 -0700 |
Hi,
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V / a G R A A m o x / c i I l / n C i A L / S L e V / T R A V A L / u M T r & m a d o I S O m & A m B / E N P R O z & C M e R / D / A While hammers fell like ringing bells In places deep, where dark things sleep, In hollow halls beneath the fells. On silver necklaces they strung The light of stars, on crowns they hung The dragon-fire, from twisted wire |
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