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Never will we weep,
for one who fails to awaken from thier sleep.
Every day we travel on,
until all of our strength is gone.
Still we fight,
we continue with all our might.
Never give in,
we must win.
We must prevail,
until the new king we hail.
He will give us hope,
and help us cope.
Now and forever.
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Chronicles of a Filandrythian
A mysterious red leather book, that seems to want you to read it.
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