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Jim Morrison

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The facts are very simple. So simple that they might mislead you into thinking that the young man whose picture you see on this page is- well, a lot like a lot of other young men. But he isn`t. His full real name is James Douglas Morrison. He was born on December 8, 1943, in Melbourne, Fla.- which is near Cape Kennedy. Jim is six feet tall and has brown hair and haunting blue-grey eyes. After attending Florida State University, he moved to California, where he studied film-making at UCLA. Fortunately, he was side-tracked into the world of music (which had always held great interest for him) and he soon found himself the lead singer of a group called the Doors.

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life, life

de Arseny Tarkovsky

1 I don\'t believe in omens or fear Forebodings. I flee from neither slander Nor from poison. Death does not exist. Everyone\'s immortal. Everything is too. No point in fearing death at seventeen, Or...

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The Witch of Coos

de Robert Frost

I staid the night for shelter at a farm Behind the mountains, with a mother and son, Two old-believers. They did all the talking. MOTHER Folks think a witch who has familiar spirits She could call up...

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Iubitii Diavolului

de Doru Alexandru

I Karin Mi s-a parut ca picuri de sange cad din soare ca totul arde fara pic de vlaga; - Fereste-te de semnul acela copila, fereste-te de el… Erau spusele unui preot de la parohia ei cand acesta o...

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dictionar

de lazar marcel

DICTIONAR ana malai: constiinta umana in expansiune ganga-jaya: gustul matern al tatalui hiredato: presentimentul recurentei fenomenelor care nu se vad (presimtirea acelor lucruri nevazute care se...

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Life, life

de Arseny Tarkovsky

I don\'t believe in omens or fear Forebodings. I flee from neither slander Nor from poison. Death does not exist. Everyone\'s immortal. Everything is too. No point in fearing death at seventeen, Or...

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I do not love you except because I love you

de Pablo Neruda

I do not love you except because I love you; I go from loving to not loving you, From waiting to not waiting for you My heart moves from cold to fire. I love you only because it\'s you the one I...

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Come to me

de bayar

Come to me to the darkest woods In the darkest place of the planet, Join me through the creeping trees That embrace me with their frozen branches. Search me in the reigning darkness While I watch...

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I wonder

de adriana

I wonder ... if I miss you in this silent and painful way, if I do not trust the way you love me do I love you ? I wonder..... if your caresses and your kisses are your proof of loving me why do you...

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never the same: Romania and Bulgaria

de Felix-Gabriel Lefter

Never the same: Romania and Bulgaria Suspicious, holding the blade in trembling hands, always carrying on each other trouble, or superiority, as it takes, competing, hating, trying to do something...

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Spre China din Mogoșoaia-40

de viorel gongu

Spre China din Mogoșoaia-40 Þelul este cuprins în drum - Nu știu dacă pentru Shanghai ți-ai făcut temele la fel de atent așa că mă simt obligată să-ți spun câte ceva despre această „Perlă a...

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Herztier (Animalul inimii)

de tea nicolescu

Tea Nicolescu Herta Müller « Herztier » ( Animalul Inimii) -din seria « Cărțile mele »- Sigur că auzisem de Herta Mûller ! Dar auzisem despre o sumedenie de scriitori –...

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THE GRIFFIN

de Alina Mihai

I took the path of silence and of black night The sunlit world was far behind me The grass swayed gently in the moonlight And trees were tall, and starry sky And yet all these I could not see. On...

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PARADISE LOST -- Book VI

de John Milton

Book VI All night the dreadless Angel, unpursued, Through Heaven\'s wide champain held his way; till Morn, Waked by the circling Hours, with rosy hand Unbarred the gates of light. There is a cave...

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Comentariude Simona19 nov. 34357

Ca tot suntem la capitolul \"plagiat\"... Poezia de care vorbeste Alexandra este \"If\" de Rudyard Kipling. \"If you can keep your head when all about you Are losing theirs and blaming it on you; If y...

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