All that is gold does not glitter, not all those who wander are lost; the old that is strong does not wither, deep roots are not reached by the frost. - J. R. R. Tolkien
Wintry frosts silence the starving night skies,
Aloof as the freezing stars, glistening
In biting waves from distant sun’s disguise,
Gentle ramblings, deer and...
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