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