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Lighting those trailing threads of life
On an austere, stony, fallen brow
We reach the Crossroads with its fallen, flower-crowned king and decisions to be made that are not truly choices - with it an unusual piece on Gollum that was a poetic exercise in an unusual form from the 13th century.
No Other Way
( Herein lies the point of decision )
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Poor Smeagol Harms Not Master
( All the moanings merely madness; the whispers call though often fall to bickering and sadness )
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On an austere, stony, fallen brow
We reach the Crossroads with its fallen, flower-crowned king and decisions to be made that are not truly choices - with it an unusual piece on Gollum that was a poetic exercise in an unusual form from the 13th century.
No Other Way
( Herein lies the point of decision )
-
Poor Smeagol Harms Not Master
( All the moanings merely madness; the whispers call though often fall to bickering and sadness )
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