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 blade that was broken,
The crownless again shall be king.

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tinyhoovequius:

D —> No tiny paws

D —> No no

D —> Do not play in there

D —> Don’t you know what that receptacle is for

D —> That is not a swimming p001

D —> Oh god

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