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“No, you're forgetting,' said the Spirit. 'That was not how you began. Light itself was your first love: you loved paint only as a means of telling about light”
― C.S Lewis

“Some souls are made of light.
Pure light!
And one can almost see through them, because of their transparency.”
― Michael Bassey Johnson, Song of a Nature Lover