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Adventures
You walk for weeks upon weeks Same clothes, dirty skin, untamed hair
O Gandalf! My Gandalf!
O Gandalf! My Gandalf! our fearful quest’s begun. Our group will travel brook and dale, the burglar sought will come. Great Smaug is near, his fire I fear, a battle soon is brewing.
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