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&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/SXpG9GJzCEnAiVhWzhDAb92g8qI/1/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/SXpG9GJzCEnAiVhWzhDAb92g8qI/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/ILoveTheLight/~4/-F-LhIr4M70" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><feedburner:origLink>http://ilovedlight.blogspot.com/2011/01/what-makes-me-proud.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;D08EQnY6cCp7ImA9Wx9XGEQ.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-496408511269330558.post-711542714520744783</id><published>2011-01-12T20:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-12T21:16:43.818-08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2011-01-12T21:16:43.818-08:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Just a thought" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Happened to me" /><title>Polymerism</title><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://ilovedlight.blogspot.com/feeds/711542714520744783/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=496408511269330558&amp;postID=711542714520744783" title="2 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/496408511269330558/posts/default/711542714520744783?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/496408511269330558/posts/default/711542714520744783?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/ILoveTheLight/~3/y8_JUBcx9-Y/polymerism.html" title="Polymerism" /><author><name>Rashmi Nambiar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06323069100853647806</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="30" height="32" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VK0ZM_2Xb18/Svf9_CIRwwI/AAAAAAAAANo/KEA1hrxAM5s/S220/25102009(009)-003.jpg" /></author><thr:total>2</thr:total><content type="html">Any one who knows chemistry knows what a Polymer is. A wikipedia definition says "A polymer is a large molecule (macro molecule) composed of repeating structural units. These subunits are typically connected by covalent chemical bonds. Although the term polymer is sometimes taken to refer to plastics, it actually encompasses a large class of natural and synthetic materials with a wide variety of 
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&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/yFlSv5PGFGPUAG-0mAwxMzWVAi0/1/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/yFlSv5PGFGPUAG-0mAwxMzWVAi0/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/ILoveTheLight/~4/kJjSuMHEf8U" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><feedburner:origLink>http://ilovedlight.blogspot.com/2010/12/where-is-i-in-me.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CEQARHc9eSp7ImA9Wx9SFEk.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-496408511269330558.post-6220425465384909078</id><published>2010-12-03T21:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-03T21:59:05.961-08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2010-12-03T21:59:05.961-08:00</app:edited><title>Maybe Someday</title><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://ilovedlight.blogspot.com/feeds/6220425465384909078/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=496408511269330558&amp;postID=6220425465384909078" title="4 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/496408511269330558/posts/default/6220425465384909078?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/496408511269330558/posts/default/6220425465384909078?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/ILoveTheLight/~3/PsRrM63JE2I/maybe-someday.html" title="Maybe Someday" /><author><name>Rashmi Nambiar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06323069100853647806</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="30" height="32" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VK0ZM_2Xb18/Svf9_CIRwwI/AAAAAAAAANo/KEA1hrxAM5s/S220/25102009(009)-003.jpg" /></author><thr:total>4</thr:total><content type="html">When I was li'l girl, he was a young man;Now I am a young woman and he is a little boy;He doesnt know me, neither do I know him;No matter how much I try it hurts real bad;Maybe if I were smarter, or prettier, or anything more,He would want me for something that I am not..I try and try to be that something that I am not.....I wish I wish and just keep on wishing moreTheres a reason to everything 
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&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/XvE_q2bTjObDMicSE5h2qXojcQw/1/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/XvE_q2bTjObDMicSE5h2qXojcQw/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/ILoveTheLight/~4/rjpbBODNKHM" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><feedburner:origLink>http://ilovedlight.blogspot.com/2010/08/society.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CkIFQns_fCp7ImA9Wx5TFko.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-496408511269330558.post-3333400033896321116</id><published>2010-08-01T06:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-01T06:48:33.544-07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2010-08-01T06:48:33.544-07:00</app:edited><title>Angel</title><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://ilovedlight.blogspot.com/feeds/3333400033896321116/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=496408511269330558&amp;postID=3333400033896321116" title="1 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/496408511269330558/posts/default/3333400033896321116?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/496408511269330558/posts/default/3333400033896321116?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/ILoveTheLight/~3/g_VhLbxIr3w/angel.html" title="Angel" /><author><name>Rashmi Nambiar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06323069100853647806</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="30" height="32" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VK0ZM_2Xb18/Svf9_CIRwwI/AAAAAAAAANo/KEA1hrxAM5s/S220/25102009(009)-003.jpg" /></author><thr:total>1</thr:total><content type="html">"I am an old woman named after my motherMy old man is another child that's grown oldIf dreams were lightning thunder was desireThis old house would have burnt down a long time agoMake me an angel that flies from montgom'ryMake me a poster of an old rodeoJust give me one thing that I can hold on toTo believe in this living is just a hard way to goWhen I was a young girl well, I had me a cowboyHe 
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