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In the heart of the Old Forest, where ancient secrets sleep
The Fellowship wandered, lost in the trees' dark keep
The rustling leaves, a whispered tale
Of the forest's magic, and the dangers that prevail
The Whispering Woods, a mystic place
Where the trees have secrets, and the wind whispers their face
The Fellowship's journey, through the shadows deep
Where the Old Forest's magic, their path does keep
Tom Bombadil's song, a melody so bright
A beacon in the darkness, guiding them through the night
The Barrow-wights' lair, a haunted place to be
Where the Fellowship's courage, was tested by the tree
The Whispering Woods, a mystic place
Where the trees have secrets, and the wind whispers their face
The Fellowship's journey, through the shadows deep
Where the Old Forest's magic, their path does keep
The forest's ancient power, a force so strong and free
A world within a world, where the Fellowship could be
Free from the Ring's grasp, and the darkness that it brings
In the Whispering Woods, their hearts could sing
The Whispering Woods, a mystic place
Where the trees have secrets, and the wind whispers their face
The Fellowship's journey, through the shadows deep
Where the Old Forest's magic, their path does keep
The Old Forest's secrets, now revealed to the few
The Fellowship's bond, stronger than the magic anew
Through the Whispering Woods, they journeyed on
Guided by the forest's magic, to the dawn.
