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Here's another one for you
In Blessed Lands I came to be
Yet I left them behind
Abandoned we were
In our hour of need
Through impossible odds
We finally arrived on these shores
Where darkness dwelt
We won't forget
A binding oath
A promise to be kept
Those things spurred me on
To the place where darkness slept
They picked us off as time passed
They wanted to save me for last
But I couldn't let him die
So now I say goodbye
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Tuor: Yeah, it was me who broke [Morleg's] arm. With a wrench. Specifically, this wrench.
I am suffering from Maeglinomaniacal Maeglinophilia.
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