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In the center lies the gate
But opening is sure to vex
Many are the guards who wait
As you go to the middle hex
Randomly sent to find a way
Back to a different iron door
A seventh time and you may stay
And seek the prize no more
You have won my choicest prize
My warded cache of magic
And freed the one with yearning eyes
Whose
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