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

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