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Truly, water is become now fairer than my heart imagined, neither had my secret thought conceived the snowflake, nor in all my music was contained the falling of the rain. I will seek Manwe, that he and I may make melodies for ever to thy delight.
Ulmo to Eru in the Ainulindale.
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Busy, Busy, Busy...hoping for more free time soon.
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