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02-11-2002, 02:23 PM
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Haunting Spirit
Join Date: Feb 2002
Location: Lothlórien
Posts: 82
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Hmm...I think that people think too much. We're fans...Tolkienists are just a bunch of book worms that love every itty bitty word that Mr. Tolkien has written. ^.^ I like to think of myself as one...do you?
Sincerely, Daegwenn.
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