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

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