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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
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Masts
Night
Strive
Fierce
Eldest
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Eternity
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Amidst
Eternal
Wars
Champions
Cold
Confusion
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Four
Chaos
Anarchy
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