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Where eldest Night And Chaos, ancestors of Nature, hold Eternal anarchy amidst the noise Of endless wars, and by confusion stand For hot, cold, moist, and dry, four champions fierce, Strive here for mast'ry.

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John Milton
Age: 65 †
Born: 1608
Born: December 9
Died: 1674
Died: November 8
Poet
Politician
Writer
Eternal
Wars
Champions
Cold
Confusion
Ancestors
Hold
Hot
Ancestor
Stand
Noise
Confusing
Mast
Four
Chaos
Anarchy
Moist
War
Endless
Dry
Masts
Night
Strive
Fierce
Eldest
Nature
Eternity
Champion
Amidst

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