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Here comes Loki


Lost in a time space continuum,

That is what they all think.

With the tesseract in my hands,

They are all powerless.

The universe will follow under my rule.

My brother will beg for mercy.

I am finally unstoppable.

Not only do I contain all of space,

Not only do I trick every breathing organism,

But I am,

I am a god.

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