Next 562 Years Incarnate

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Last night some real God came to me and said Ole man I shall relieve you of all your responsibilities till thenthe next three months enjoy humanity as after that you will roam about in my vast endless Kingdom no clothes needed of that have no doubt you will be bare merged with ether your fragrance shall spread miles in your imitable style no one will be able to see you all this while butfor the next 562 years you will replace Shakespeare since I will use your soul you don't believe in making another better SHAKESPEARE Humanly so there after all will have but to follow ye Oh my Dearest Poet Me sad No Nobel they will ever give thee @nearing 80 as you now have no need of money fragrance will be your share andlet all admire as naked about the world you glow like a glowworm flow and without any more human attire but sad none will still ever Poet meknow but for centuries you will forever glow

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