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And one more thing. Some day after we have master the winds, the waves, the tides, and gravity, we will harness for God the energy of Love; then for the second time in the history of the world, we will have discovered fire. - Teilhard de Chardin. Friday, May 1, 2009. I am nothing without you, but i dont know who you are. - vienna teng. Its funny how we store things in little boxes, imagining that one day well go through them with time to reminisce, share, tell our story. April 19, 2004. Tis the seaso.
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And one more thing. Some day after we have master the winds, the waves, the tides, and gravity, we will harness for God the energy of Love; then for the second time in the history of the world, we will have discovered fire. - Teilhard de Chardin. Friday, May 1, 2009. I am nothing without you, but i dont know who you are. - vienna teng. Its funny how we store things in little boxes, imagining that one day well go through them with time to reminisce, share, tell our story. April 19, 2004. Tis the seaso.

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This web page and1more.blogspot.com states the following, "Some day after we have master the winds, the waves, the tides, and gravity, we will harness for God the energy of Love; then for the second time in the history of the world, we will have discovered fire." We saw that the webpage said " Friday, May 1, 2009." It also said " I am nothing without you, but i dont know who you are. Its funny how we store things in little boxes, imagining that one day well go through them with time to reminisce, share, tell our story."

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