Emerging from chaos, came Light, filling need. — E'yen A. Gardner, Poetic License
Emerging from chaos, came Light, filling need. — E'yen A. Gardner, Poetic License
Emerging from chaos, came Light, filling need. — E'yen A. Gardner, Poetic License
Emerging from chaos, came Light, filling need. — E'yen A. Gardner, Poetic License
Emerging from chaos, came Light, filling need. — E'yen A. Gardner, Poetic License
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Emerging from chaos, came Light, filling need.

— E'yen A. Gardner, Poetic License
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