When death did end,
From plauge, and war
The monarchs grew, in thought and will
TO show these arts, in halls now still
Upon those pages, encouraged to write
artists thrived in dead of night.
The ideas did flow, like a river bold
To impress upon them freedoms... Once untold
To read and write, many did learn.
For thinking, and livign all did yearn.
Through the printing press, religion did change
It grew in freedom, and gave them wings
The churches did change, and grow in numbers
Opinions bold, the body now splender.
Acrross the lands, idea's did spread
Infuancing all, in the monarchs ebb.

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I had to develop a killer vocabulary to pull it off... Most of my childhood was spent trying to sound smart most people my age dont understand i word i say in my every day life, so i get to make fun of them without them knowing, its great *chukles* ANYWAY! *has gotten off topic* thanks anakin

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