For Nuru, wherever she is (I hope all is well) :
Come by the hills to the land where life is a song
And sing while the birds fill the air with their joy all day long,
Where the trees sway in time and even the wind sings in tune,
And cares of tomorrow must wait till this day is done.
...Amroth should listen...
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...down to the water to see the elves dance and sing upon the midsummer's eve.
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