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