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As above, so below
No one tree can grow 
With heaven as its home
Unless its roots reach down 
to a hellish underground 
The brighter the light within me
The darker my soul you can see
It's my past life I can never forsake 
When my light burns out, I'm driven by hate
In dark times, I need always hold dear
The light within that shines bright and clear
For deep down I know
How the old saying goes
As above, so below
The deeper my roots go
The higher my limbs grow.