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

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