A Ranger from the North…what can I do..
There is reason I travel, it doesn’t concern you…

Here and there I go…I never stay in one place…
Untill I fell in love, with one not of my race….

She is in my heart always, no matter where I go…
Upon my breast her Evenstar, my love for her I show..

I may not be a Prince..to show of all things…
I donnot have lands…but I was born a King…

I turned from that path, a long time ago…
My future with Arwen, my Kingdom, my future I donnot know…

But now I see…all the times I ran..
I must stop, and be whom I was born to be, a King, A Noble Man

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