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In the beginning, He knew. It was a mirror of what was to be.
In the cold, in the pitch black, as water mingled with air, heavy, damp, dark
No up, no down, no way out
Suffocating stillness, eerie void of nothing – yet it held everything
There was no order, it was chaos, it is life as we know it

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