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