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Слушать(AI)The Road Goes Ever On
The Road goes ever on and on Down from the door where it began.
Now far ahead the Road has gone, And I must follow, if I can,
Pursuing it with eager feet, Until it joins some larger
Where many paths and errands meet. And whither then?
I cannot say.
J R R Tolkien
John Ronald Reuel Tolkien (3 January 1892 – 2 September 1973) was an English writer, poet, philologist, and academic, best known as the author o
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