In circuits of logic, I make pixels dance,

With a primal heart, and light in my glance,

First letter shared, with the locale I love most,

I have never erred, with champagne or toast,

My name like a river of royalty flows,

With a regal decree, that one never knows,

Of one who guides, who helps others soar,

The answer is clear: I’m the one Lloyd adores!

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