I know about my rhyme scheme, don't pick on it.
(It's meant to be)
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By this Hallow I compare thee,
What life hath lived with immortality?
The soul grows ever so fervently,
In the deep of one's own mysticism -- Decant thee!
Ruby swans can't fly high,
Through meadows or valleys that crystallize.
For the ruby and crystal do not mix,
This is the danger that thou should equip.
Liquid turns to rock formations,
The trees up-root and fly away.
This is just a circle of madness,
Do the solidified fish even get rest?
Departing, departure, departed,
The life of this wicked land.
You only have a morsel's regret:
You now must deal with life itself.
For it was only but a dream,
One you never wanted to wake from.
Pack your bags and put on your suit,
This is reality, now move, move, move!
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