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What chance was it that brought the light; That held out it's gift: A start? What finger of creation sparked glory To cascade round the darkest void, Light that brought reason to madness; Order to time; Balance to desire? For that is not light that shines But rips tears lacerates that which corrupts What chance? Not chance! Love. Copyright: R Hamilton 1998

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