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and you think theyd no better, boo, having finished the cheerios he loves, flies around the room and works out the purpose of life, bfore returning to sleep a minute later, minature giant space hamster after all.
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All that is gold does not glitter,
Not all those who wander are lost;
The old that is strong does not wither,
deep roots are not reached by the frost.
From the ashes a fire shall be woken,a light from the shadows shall spring;
renewed shall be the blade that was broken,
the crownless shall again be king.
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