Riddle II

From the clutches of home he ws thrown
Roaming helplessly, yet not alone
One Ring to rule them all,
Dangerous, yet bound to fall
On and on with friend
By his side until the end
A special star, a gift of light,
Given for the darkest night
Going on with tramp of doom
In which, everything the dark consumes
Never to return, his future told
Sailing to shores with friends of old
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