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This one is...kinda out there.
I followed him far to a distant land
Where he had been exiled by his own hand
I arrived to shelter, his humble abode
A pitiful cavern his comrades called home
He welcomed me there, but bid me farewell
So I left and pondered what I should tell
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Tuor: Yeah, it was me who broke [Morleg's] arm. With a wrench. Specifically, this wrench.
I am suffering from Maeglinomaniacal Maeglinophilia.
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