The weight of this mask is unbearable. As with Frodo ‘s thinly smile wavers in and out, Sam will always be cheerful as Mordor lies over my heart. This light sword I take, As with Aragorn’s buckler on his left, By the side of Legolas’ knocked tips, To Gimli’s chuckle. My feet will run, My […]
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