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Do you wish to make the mountains bare their head
And lay their new-cut forests at your feet
Do you want to turn a river in its bed,
Or plant a barren wilderness with wheat?
Though our smoke may hide Heavens from your eyes,
It will vanish and the stars will shine again,
Because, for all our power and weight and size,
We are nothing more than children of your brain!
Redyard Kipling
The secret of machines
Ecologically Clean Energy Production for Humanity
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