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