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