#Ciento setenta y cuatro ( 22 de noviembre de 2015)

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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 springs;

Renewed shall be blade that was broken:

The crownlees again shall be king.

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