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In pre-Light existence my soul formed no rhyme. Chaos grasped me and clasped me in a whirling mass of vertigo named confusion . . . disorder . . . Thickness threatened to drown me at midnight as demons danced and nightmares spun. Jesus the Mighty God saved me, defeating chaos by the ordering of Love . . . And the one who walked in darkness has seen a great light, the one who dwelt in the land of the shadow of death, upon her the light has shined. |
