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

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