Nice Turambar!
My sister is disturbed with my obsession and says that I need a 10 step program to get off the Barrow Downs. Never! She will have to drug me first. (mumbles about evil sister)
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Before these fields were shorn and tilled,
Full to the brim our rivers flowed;
The melody of waters filled
The fresh and boundless wood,
And torrents dashed, and rivlets played,
And fountains spouted in the shade.
-Bryant
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