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From: praksh ram <ram_at_sify.com>
Date: Mon, 20 Nov 2006 10:57:16 +0100

INVESTORS ALERT!! *** SYMBOL: IFLT ***

DATE: November, 20, 2006
Symbol: IFLT.PK
Curent price: $0.008
Target price: $1 (same as in 2004)
Recommendation: STRONG BUY!!!
WATCH THIS TRADE Monday November, 20

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He looked up at the lofty crown of the pine tree, through which shone one or two of the brightest stars, and felt a new comradeship with it. It was a great tree, he thought, and they had grown up together. He laid his hardened palm on it, and fancied that he caught a throb of the silent vitality under the bark. How many kinds of life there were! Under its white shroud, how all the valley lived. The tree stretching up its head to the stars, the river preparing to throw off the icy armor which compressed its heart -- they were all awakening in their own way. The river had been restless, like himself, the tree had been tranquil, but they passed together through the resurrection into quiet life.
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