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ionut

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"When a person is born They cry and the world laugh But let them live such a life That when they die they laugh And the world cries."

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Constantin DelcaCD

Constantin Delca

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'When I'm good, I'm good, but when I'm bad, I'm better.'

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Boldizar Ruben

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Born when y shouldn't exist here in this dammd world.wanna back! in to the haven....

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Ohm

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Life is entertaining when we do not take it too seriously...To be able to laugh at life is marvelous.

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C.J. VORTEXX

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I'm waiting in my cold cell When the bell begins to chime Reflecting on my past life And it doesn't take much time 'cause at 5 o'clock They take me to the Gallows Pole The sand of time For me are running low...

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ruxandra olteanuRO

ruxandra olteanu

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I am getting closer to myself...I'll let you know when I have news ...

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JK

Jiddu Krishnamurti

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The core of Krishnamurti\'s teaching is contained in the statement he made in 1929 when he said: \'Truth is a pathless land\'. Man cannot come to it through any organisation, through any creed, through any dogma, priest or ritual, not through any philosophic knowledge or psychological technique. He has to find it through the mirror of relationship, through the understanding of the contents of his own mind . . . Statement by Krishnamurti in 1981. Jiddu Krishnamurti was born on 11th May 1895 in Madanapalle, a town in south India, the eighth child in a middle-class family. At an early age he was adopted by Annie Besant, then the President of the Theosophical Society, with its headquarters in Madras. She took Krishnamurti and his brother Nitya to England where she had them educated privately. On Krishnamurti\'s return to India while still in his teens, Theosophists proclaimed him to be the world teacher whose coming they had been awaiting. They built a large and rich order round him, with...

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andra picincu

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I started to develop my skills relevant to the business field and PR when I worked as a virtual assistant and, later, as a journalist. My studies on public relations in marketing, advertising techniques and guidelines on various issues have been promoted by well known publications worldwide, including USA Today and HealthCare.com. I have degrees in human resources management, business communication, PR, Banking and Finances, business administration and certificates in trauma and stress management. I speak four languages and I’m motivated to do my best. I have the drive and motivation to do my very best every day. I dedicated my time to improve my skills and knowledge, achieving several degrees in business and communication, although I am very young. I have the best qualifications, being responsible, friendly, having good communication and interpersonal skills. I can handle people with high temper satisfactorily and I can work under pressure.

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Keiko ImaokaKI

Keiko Imaoka

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Beginner\'s Mind (Keiko Imaoka - Tucson, Arizona) I cannot be sure when I first became aware of haiku and tanka in my childhood in Japan. They seemed to have existed for a long time in the perimeter of my awareness, undifferentiated from proverbs, mottoes, aphorisms, and song lyrics that were phrased in similar forms. Sometime during my grade school years, \"Ogura Hyakunin-Isshu\" (\"Ogura Collection of One Hundred Tanka\", edited by Teika Fujiwara around 1235) became known to me as a New Year\'s card game, in which players compete to capture shimonoku cards (100 cards on each of which the last half of a verse is printed, spread out on the floor in front of the players) that finish the verses being read aloud. At abacus school, where we played this game at every new year\'s party, my prowess in the game improved dramatically when I was in the sixth grade, after I had memorized all the poems with my tenth-grade sister who was required to do so in her archaic grammar course in school. I...

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Alan BrownjohnAB

Alan Brownjohn

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Alan Charles Brownjohn FRSL (born 28 July 1931) is an English poet and novelist. He was born in London and educated at Merton College, Oxford. He taught until 1979, when he became a full-time writer. He participated in Philip Hobsbaum's weekly poetry discussion meetings known as The Group. Alan Brownjohn is a Distinguished Supporter of the British Humanist Association. Works Travellers Alone (1954) poems The Railings (1961) poems To Clear the River (1964) novel, as John Berrington Penguin Modern Poets 14 (1965) with Michael Hamburger, Charles Tomlinson The Lions' Mouths (1967) A Day by Indirections (1969) broadsheet poem First I Say This: A Selection of Poems for Reading Aloud (1969) editor Sandgrains On A Tray (1969) Woman Reading Aloud (1969) broadsheet poem Synopsis (1970) Brownjohn's Beasts (1970) Transformation Scene (1971) broadside poem An Equivalent (1971) poem New Poems 1970 - 71. A P.E.N. Anthology of Contemporary Poetry (1971) edited with Seamus Heaney and Jon Stallworthy...

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Tell me

de Alina

"tell me how you kiss tell me when the kiss of love becomes a lie that bears the scar of sin too deep to hide behind this fear of running onto you please let there be light In a darkened room"

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Sonnet LXII

de William Shakespeare

Sin of self-love possesseth all mine eye And all my soul and all my every part; And for this sin there is no remedy, It is so grounded inward in my heart. Methinks no face so gracious is as mine, No...

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Duplicity

de soulmate

It is then, when the sky is no longer blue, It is then, when I forget all about You, It is then, when I can not confess my sin, It is then, when my enemies win, It is then, when gravity makes it hard...

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Ballad of the Goodly Fere

de Ezra Pound

Simon Zelotes speaketh it somewhile after the Crucifixion Ha\' we lost the goodliest fere o\' all For the priests and the gallows tree? Aye lover he was of brawny men, O\' ships and the open sea....

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Sonnet LXXXIII

de William Shakespeare

I never saw that you did painting need And therefore to your fair no painting set; I found, or thought I found, you did exceed The barren tender of a poet\'s debt; And therefore have I slept in your...

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poems inspired by the movie Red dragon

de Andrei Dumitrescu

demons take me higher aching in my chest rising up the liar resting his lips on my nest, far away dreaming breaking out from its egg the left arters bleeding crossing heart over leg. She bears the...

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Another Story Of Lenore

de Alin Niculae

This wave seems to lead me now To the place of Nevermore The place where I will find... Where I will find my lost Lenore. I divide the night in search for love And myst guides me out of sorrow I will...

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PARADISE LOST --Book XI

de John Milton

Book XI Undoubtedly he will relent, and turn From his displeasure; in whose look serene, When angry most he seemed and most severe, What else but favour, grace, and mercy, shone? So spake our father...

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PARADISE LOST -- Book IX

de John Milton

Book IX No more of talk where God or Angel guest With Man, as with his friend, familiar us\'d, To sit indulgent, and with him partake Rural repast; permitting him the while Venial discourse...

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The Afternoon of a Faun

de Stéphane Mallarmé

These nymphs I would perpetuate. So clear Their light carnation, that it floats in the air Heavy with tufted slumbers. Was it a dream I loved? My doubt, a heap of ancient night, is finishing In many...

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