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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required StarIvy Entanglement I It's was, is and will be are one. Each is different and distinct. However, twisted and entangled they be, Circles upon circles, Circles of infinity trapped. Boundlessness held by the limited. Star Ivy stretches to the far reaches of infinity. It encircles the dark dependent bodies of the fearful void. He surveys the twisted Star Ivy. He questions the circles. The Star Ivy moans in agony. It is a tree. Vanity be its root, Stoutness it draws from the loam of man. The fruit upon its limbs be contaminated and noxious. He who is less and more than a King, The bedeviled sea of stars surround. Mutilated questions emerge from the swampy labyrinth. Thickening and enslaving even the stars themselves, Answers be few and hard. Star Ivy laments, Search you must, For you who is less and more, Find you will she who awaits. Questions choke Star Ivy. Entangled and ensnared in chaos is he. Again, he cries. Bloody crimson rivers of tears flow. Flowing into the bottomless gulf of infinity, Sound echoes down the endless hallway. She answers! From the infinite, she comes. Finite and limited as he, Merge they as one. What was, is and will be? Light renders the darkness helpless. Chaos he finds hidden in the light. Endless terror engulfs. Time past, time future and time present weep, The sword of truth kills the false. She is the sword. To no end be his hopeless questions. Broken to be the bitter sweet reunion, Answers and questions be one. He puzzles at the darkness. Light that once was, is now gone. Like a lost dream shattered be the heavens. Chaos and utter turmoil, Warped be the Star Ivy. Suffocating and causing even the infinite to perish, In deathly birth the Star Ivy cries out. Imprisoned by paltry bars, Be the incalculable, As a circle so be the inexhaustible.
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