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Слушать(AI)Gandalf The Grey Pilgrim
Many are my names in many countries,
Mithrandir among the Elves,
Tharkûn to the Dwarves;
Olórin I was in my youth in the West that is forgotten,
In the south Incánus,in the North Gandalf;to the East I go not.
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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