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Because I do,
Because I do not hope,
Because I do not hope to survive
Injustice from the Palace, death from the air,
Because I do, only do,
I continue...
-- T.S. Pynchon
Gil-galad was an Elven-king.
Of him the harpers sadly sing:
the last whose realm was fair and free
between the Mountains and the Sea.
His sword was long, his lance was keen,
his shining helm afar was seen;
the countless stars of heaven's field
were mirrored in his silver shie
🎄 -- 🚙 -- 📘 -- 🚕 -- 🏓 -- 🍇 -- 👳 -- 💄 -- 📗 -- 😺 -- 🚘 -- 🐊 -- 🚗 -- 📕 -- 📀
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┏━━━━(♥)━━━━┛By the windmill
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┃ \ ┗━━━━━ Of friendship
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┏━━━━(♥)━━━━┛By the windmill
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┃ \ ┗━━━━━ Of friendship
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