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Sorry, uninterested in nonsensical conjecture about coincidences that do not at all apply to the motifs clearly established, and which Tolkien would plainly understand.
I will not be replying further. As I have already surmised, you are not who you say you are "Monks". And since we have never had discourse previously but you evidently know who I am, I would suggest you end your little clickbait charade.
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And your little sister's immaculate virginity wings away on the bony shoulders of a young horse named George who stole surreptitiously into her geography revision.
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