there was a king in obeyance to but yet he knew…. to believe that in a castle but had some 74 or more the jackboot of his making no one seemed to fill the hollow once up.]on a time they celebrated his greatness a dried out witch so he spammed the wor[l]d was not omnipotent that eats him out… but nothing to reflect his grandeur his power across the world but disseminated he wanted people could satisfy him yearning and he continued the imperative of God spread your seed who wanted 800 bards, jogglers, clowns so he invited or so he thought they gave him his worth the ruler of the world they sang him his song he lived the power he relished to grant him to be for the world

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