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the good is often interred with their bones
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surpass our fathers
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lantalótë, lintamande |
189 |
by
lintamande
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nor am I out of it
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a clash of arms to be eternally remembered
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lantalótë, lintamande |
770 |
by
lintamande
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I do believe her, though I know she lies
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a clash of arms to be eternally remembered
Epilogues
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lantalótë, lintamande |
192 |
by
lintamande
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from a proud tower in the town
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a clash of arms to be eternally remembered
Epilogues
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lantalótë, lintamande |
158 |
by
lantalótë
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