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Never Enough

There is a mindset of humans that there is never enough.

Never enough time....

Never enough money....

Never enough.

Click on the link below and read my first blog post 'Never Enough'.

http://neverenoughfaithandgrace.blogspot.com/2011_10_12_archive.html

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