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Insterdium Arti'Em

josip creir amor corvee' ah do ye sing? say corak tour corvee' ye sing before the King! es say ye do Corvee' D'Amour si say ye sing sing before me sing say ye the king who stand's before me which words do you speak then might I understand who then adorn me than speak admiration ye best of man ah dew shi say ye ah do speak and might I know all before me must bow in admiration speak me as your King Artem Corak bow a mire and mortal man FROM THE EPIC "CLASHES IN THUNDER" BY DAYSAY HUMBLE, AND mEISE mANNDO HE SHOUTS OF STRANGER THINGS MIGHT HE MIND HIS AFFAIRS TO THOSE BEST ABILITIES. MAKE WAY FOR A CHAMPION AFTER THIS RIFF WRATH HAS BEEN EXFUNKED. aN ENCOUNTER THAT TOOK PLACE IN " THE TIMES OF MIRE" WERE MEN GRAPPLED TO DEVELOP AN ENDEARING RAPPORT. wrest beneath me vicariously mire and moral man dethrone me and be the King champion above all men which toils then to be above then be champion

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