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| From: | Ita Callaghan |
| Subject: | [Directvnc-user] oevaz good |
| Date: | Wed, 21 Jun 2006 23:07:29 -0700 |
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Hi
dream. The elvish folk were passing bowls from hand to hand and across
the fires, and some were harping and many were singing. Their gloaming hair was twined with flowers; green and white gems glinted on their collars and their belts; and their faces and their songs were filled with mirth. Loud and clear and fair were those songs, and out stepped Thorin into their midst. |
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