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oana

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m-am nascut intr-o zi de mai... ceea ce mi-a adus mult noroc dar si dezamagiri... ce nu m-a omorat m-a facut mai puternica

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chelariu claudiu

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hirit aurelia

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popovici cornelia

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Ardelean Alexandra

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Incerc sa ma descriu cautand in adancul sufletului,dar gasesc doar mici urme de amintiri si picuri de gheata cristalizati.Ochii mei se afunda in apele verzi,iar parul meu luceste distinctiv in razele soarelui acum intunecat.Cine sunt eu? Asta nu voi stii niciodata.

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blue

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Chiriac Anda

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b.mcneill

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l love my little rooster, and my rooster loves me Gonna cherish that chicken 'neath a green bay tree Little rooster go Cock-a-doodle-doo Doodle-doo doodle-doo And l love my little hen, and my hen, she loves me

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Bianca Solonariu

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Fall in love and stay in love. Write only what you love, and love what you write. The key word is love. You have to get up in the morning and write something you love, something to live for. Absolventa a Seminarului Teologic Cuv. Paraschateva, -Agapia-Neamt, promotia 2003; Absolventa a Universitatii Al.I. Cuza -Iasi, Facultatea de Economie si Administrarea Afacerilor, promotia 2007;

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Olga Cimpoca

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I am a woman in love.

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love frames

de Murza Narcis Ioel

mi-e inima un cal bătrân și costeliv care tânjește să mănânce din jăratecul privirii tale * mi-s ochii două porturi din care pornesc corăbii spre explorarea ta nu le lăsa să se scufunde în...

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PARADISE LOST -- Book V

de John Milton

Book V Now Morn, her rosy steps in the eastern clime Advancing, sowed the earth with orient pearl, When Adam waked, so customed; for his sleep Was aery-light, from pure digestion bred, And temperate...

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Purusha

de Andrei Dumitrescu

Purusha breaths from underneath through my smile and my tear, She breaths the sky within and she feeds her fingers on the outside here, she loves in frames and she listens in puzzles, she carves in...

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Joan of Arc

de Leonard Cohen

Now the flames they followed Joan of Arc as she came riding through the dark; no moon to keep her armour bright, no man to get her through this very smoky night. She said, \"I\'m tired of the war, I...

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Are you really mine?

de Andrei Dumitrescu

Are you really mine... deepest of the deep sheepest of the sheep, nothingness in my head pityful pretender, Are you really mine, pretty thing that you are fading inside as roses do in autumns... Are...

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I need to...

de Andrei Dumitrescu

I need to get lost and then to find you, I need the winds and the skies and the eyes of the earth to bring your bones as smiles up to my kingdom come, I need your grave to be my reborn palace your...

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Death of a ladies man

de Leonard Cohen

Ah the man she wanted all her life was hanging by a thread \"I never even knew how much I wanted you,\" she said. His muscles they were numbered and his style was obsolete. \"O baby, I have come too...

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O, rămâi / Stay with me

de Nic Zarnescu

„O, rămâi, rămâi la mine, / “Stay with me as long as ever, Te iubesc atât de mult! / As my love so deep and great, Ale tale doruri toate / ‘cause your wishes are forever Numai eu știu să le-ascult; /...

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A murder of one

de Radu Herinean

Blue morning Blue morning Wrapped in strands of fist and bone Curiosity, Kitten, doesn\'t have to mean you\'re on your own Your can look outside your window He doesn\'t have to know We can talk...

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The Rape of Lucrece

de William Shakespeare

To the Right Honourable Henry Wriothesly, EARL OF SOUTHAMPTON AND BARON OF TICHFIELD. THE love I dedicate to your lordship is without end; whereof this pamphlet, without beginning, is but a...

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