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Strider's riddle

All that is gold does not glitter,
Not all those who wander are lost;
The old that is strong does not whither,
Deep rotts are not reached by the frost.
From the ashes a fire shall be woken,
A light from the shadows shall spring;
Renewed shall be blade that was broken,
The crownless again shall be king.

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