Imagine....
Our planet floating silently in space
Around it, a white dove flies - forever circling it
Every one hundred years, the dove's wings gently touches the face of the earth
The time it would take for the feathered wing to wear this planet down to
nothing
....is eternity
Within eternity time passes
Within time, there is change
Soon the wing of the white dove will touch our world again
The dawn of a new century
Time for a new beginning........
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