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Oh my overlord, you shine above all others,
a different light in the crowd, unafraid to stand apart.
While others flicker, you blaze
a brilliance that refuses to dim.
Oh my overlord, your presence commands the world itself,
as if the air stills just to listen.
Each step you take feels rehearsed by fate,
each motion a story only you can tell.
Oh my overlord, your face is unforgettable,
a constellation of beauty I cannot erase.
Even in silence, you linger in my thoughts,
like a melody that refuses its ending.
Oh my overlord, your voice echoes within me,
soft yet unyielding, gentle yet absolute.
It lingers like applause that never fades,
a sound I would follow endlessly.
Oh my overlord, you will never know how much I love you,
for even my own mind cannot contain it.
It spills past reason, past words,
becoming something infinite, something untamed.
Oh my overlord, you are flawless in every way,
no matter how closely I look, I find no fault.
If perfection were given form,
it would tremble, trying to become you.
Oh my overlord, you stand like a sovereign of light,
crowned not by gold, but by your very being.
No throne could ever hold you fully,
you outshine even the idea of one.
Oh my overlord, I will say it again and again,
until my voice fades into nothingness:
you are perfection.
the perfect emperor, the finest of all.
And even then, I would begin again,
speaking your name into the quiet,
as if the world itself depended on it.
Shine brightly, my overlord,
beyond time, beyond memory, beyond end.
for as long as light exists,
you will remain its truest form.