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A tree i know named Yggdrasil, a tall tree wet by the white fogs, the taw in the valleys come of them.
Evergreen he stands over the fountain of Urd.
From it the women came, full of wisdom, three from the lake under its boughs. Urd named the one the other Verdandi they cutted wands, the third was Skuld .
They weave treads of fate for humanhood.
Verdandi spin, Skald, means Guilt, consider them at the end Urd cut every tread of life....
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