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