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

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