I went into the woods because I wished to live deliberately.
I wanted to live deep and suck out all the marrow of life ...
To put to rout all that was not life,
And not, when I came to die, Discover that I had not lived.
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,
And the throneless again shall be king. :theking:
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