Fill in
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I
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sang
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of
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leaves,
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of
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leaves
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of
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gold,
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and
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leaves
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of
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gold
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there
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grew:
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Of
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wind
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I
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sang,
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a
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wind
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there
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came,
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and
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Fill in
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in
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the
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branches
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blew.
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Beyond
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the
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Sun,
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beyond
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the
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Moon,
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the
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foam
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was
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on
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the
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Sea,
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And
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by
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the
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strands
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of
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Ilmarin
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there
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Fill in
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grew
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a
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golden
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Tree.
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Beneath
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the
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stars
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of
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Ever-eve
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in
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Eldamar
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it
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shone,
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In
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Eldamar
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beside
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the
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walls
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of
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Elven
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Tirion.
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There
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long
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Fill in
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the
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golden
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leaves
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have
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grown
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upon
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the
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branching
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years,
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While
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here
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beyond
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the
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Sundering
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Seas
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now
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fall
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the
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Elven-
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tears.
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O
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Lórien!
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Fill in
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The
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Winter
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comes,
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the
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bare
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and
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leafless
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Day;
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The
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leaves
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are
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falling
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in
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the
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stream,
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the
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River
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flows
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away.
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O
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Lórien!
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Too
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Fill in
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long
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I
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have
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dwelt
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upon
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this
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Hither
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Shore
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And
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in
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a
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fading
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crown
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have
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twined
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the
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golden
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elanor.
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But
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if
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of
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ships
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Fill in
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I
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now
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should
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sing,
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what
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ship
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would
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come
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to
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me,
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What
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ship
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would
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bear
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me
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ever
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back
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across
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so
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wide
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a
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Sea?
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