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Marius RădulescuMR

Marius Rădulescu

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PUBLISHED WORKS In anthologies: *The Buds of the Baragan, poetry, 1970 *The Taste of Roses, poetry, 1979 *Water Circles, poetry, 2002 *Faces in Bronze(vol.II), 2005 Coauthored: *Boutros Boutros- Ghali and Romania, political analysis, 1996 *A Laurel Leaf, biography, bilingual edition(Romanian- English), 1996 *13 - Sad Reality, poetry, bilingual edition(Romanian- French), 1998 Personal: *Accents, poetry, 1996 *The Analysis of the Soul, poetry, 2000 *Bucegi 2000, prose, 2000 *The Imperfect Past, poetry, bilingual edition (Romanian- French), 2000 *Appeal to Memory, poetry, CD release, 2003

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does it really matterDM

does it really matter

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"N-am altă Ană/ Mă zidesc pe mine" Ana Blandiana

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OtiliaO

Otilia

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It's personal.

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Don Miguel de Cervantes y Saavedra

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It is not known for certain the exact date of his birth, but since according to Spanish tradition the Christening was carried through very closely after the birth, there is no doubt that his birthday was in 1547. The actual date of the Christening was October 9th, 1547 at the city of Alcala de Henares. Since then, little is known of his childhood, other than he lived with his family in Valladolid, Madrid, and other Andalusian cities. Finally, they settled in Madrid, and afterwards, he became the attendant to the Cardinal Acquaviva in Italy in 1569 . Later on, Cervantes enlisted in to armed forces for the naval Battle of Lepanto (it took place on the 7th of December of 1571) where he was injured. This meant the handicap of his left hand, but he still continued as a soldier, on his voyage returning to Spain 1575 in the galley Sun, he fell prisoner of the Turks when it was over powered. The next five years, Cervantes is a prisoner of war in Algiers, from where he tried to escape four...

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andra nAN

andra n

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"it looks i've reached the crossroad.. remains of what i am still still waiting on the sidewalk to fill this peaceful day the burden of a choice my past dissolved..erased would you belive my world?"

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Mina LoaML

Mina Loa

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"It Suits the Poets Purpose" by RAY REESE writers would have us believe in popular mythology that women are enamored with men of power mock gladiator bluster Portofolio's Corporate corpulent physique when in fact most of the women worth the having are with men who are good with words...

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JK

John Willy Kopperud

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It\'s All Over Now, Baby Blue Bob Dylan You must leave now, take what you need, you think will last. But whatever you wish to keep, you better grab it fast. Yonder stands your orphan with his gun, Crying like a fire in the sun. Look out the saints are comin\' through And it\'s all over now, Baby Blue. The highway is for gamblers, better use your sense. Take what you have gathered from coincidence. The empty-handed painter from your streets Is drawing crazy patterns on your sheets. This sky, too, is folding under you And it\'s all over now, Baby Blue. All your seasick sailors, they are rowing home. All your reindeer armies, are all going home. The lover who just walked out your door Has taken all his blankets from the floor. The carpet, too, is moving under you And it\'s all over now, Baby Blue. Leave your stepping stones behind, something calls for you. Forget the dead you\'ve left, they will not follow you. The vagabond who\'s rapping at your door Is standing in the clothes that you...

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noemi todean

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it's me....the same ....so, am terminat liceul la colegiul national andrei muresanu dej ...am castigat premiul intii la concursul de poezii 'pana de aur' la nivel national,am participat la diferite olimpiade de limba si literatura romana si latina in cadrul scolii generale si liceu. sunt in anul III la facultatea de psihologie babes bolyai cluj napoca.lucrez ca receptioner sef la black tulip hotel dej, hotel de 4 stele.

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Alexandru Ionut

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Inginer IT, am terminat Facultatea de Automatica si Calcultoare din Iasi in 2004.

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Ana Maria Dicu

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forget it

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The Little Mermaid

de Radu Herinean

The Little Mermaid - - - - by Hans Christian Andersen Far out in the ocean, where the water is as blue as the prettiest cornflower, cornflower, and as clear as the purest glass. But it is very deep...

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Birds

de Saint-John Perse

A man at sea, feeling noon in the air, lifts his head at this wonder: a white gull opened on the sky, like a woman\'s hand before the flame of a lamp, elevating in daylight the pink translucence of a...

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From Paracelsus

de Robert Browning

I TRUTH is within ourselves; it takes no rise From outward things, whateer you may believe. There is an inmost centre in us all, Where truth abides in fullness; and around, Wall upon wall, the gross...

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Cred! Crezi!

de Beatrice Zornek Claudia

Ce e luni? Ce e azi deosebit? Nimic. sunt fericita. Parca zboara luni pe langa mine, prin mine, te iubesc si parca totul e atat de naiv ay ay iubite, spuneam sa ne iubim mereu ca-n prima zi amore,...

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Miracles

de Coana Loenida

It really is a matter of perspective. The morning air is still dim and cool the birds I can hear almost seem to be whispering about something that has yet to happen, and if it does they will sing and...

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An everlasting love

de Filip Ruxandra

It was the middle of the night when he first saw me. I was no bigger then 5 centimeters and I was looking into the mirror, dressed in my new little white dress. I didn’t realize till late that I was...

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logical song

de Andrei Badea

„When I was young, it seemed that life was so wonderful, a miracle, oh it was beautiful, magical.” Îmi amintesc, uneori, locul de unde am plecat. Asta se întâmplă în special vara, când mă întâlnesc...

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The Tuft of Flowers

de Robert Frost

I went to turn the grass once after one Who mowed it in the dew before the sun. The dew was gone that made his blade so keen Before I came to view the levelled scene. I looked for him behind an isle...

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My love...

de Iancu Doris-Mihaela

On my soul, On my heart, Fly birds, Who sing about my love... In my dream are you, In the sky it\'s your smile... And i can\'t belive... I love a men... I love an angel...

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when the sky keep silence

de blue

when the sky keep silence just the hearts talk, when everything is wrong, our love takes a walk. when roses are blooming and birds sing, it’s a dream of fools rushing in. when the sun is gone...

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