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Through forests dark and caves of gloom,
For weeks you sought the ancient tomb,
with muscles sore and boots besmirched in slime.
But in the end, find it you did!
And there upon the coffin lid:
One final test engraved in
CRYPTIC RHYME
.
ENAMOR
ENOUGH
ENIGMA
ENRAPT
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