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VG

Valentina Gheorghe

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I am nothing in particular, yet I AM :)

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E

Emanuel

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nothing

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IC

Iulia Constantinescu

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nothing that could interest you...

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Not importantNI

Not important

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Nothing important.

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AB

Andreea Bustea

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Nothing looks like it seems.

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diaconescu dianaDD

diaconescu diana

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"Though nothing can bring back the hour,of splendor in the grass, of glory in the flower, we will grieve not, but rather find strength in what remains behind." william wordsworth

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Grumezescu PetronelaGP

Grumezescu Petronela

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Words mean nothing.....

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TS

Tarnoveanu Silviu

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I shouldnt say nothing ... cuz Nothing is to say ... or should be , but would hurt ... Incearca sa intelegi ce citesti si cum citesti atunci cand citesti ceea ce citesti , citind poieziile ce le-am citit atunci cand le-am scris ... atunci cand le citesti defapt le mai citesc eu odata pentru tine , pentru ca si dealtfel ar fi doar si numai ..... stii tu ... ceva cuvinte fara de`nteles . Incearca sa intri pe : http://ConstantinSilviu.blogspot.com de-ti place iti fac si tie una Originala ... will not take more then 5 mins ... but will be like .... a durat 1 an . Nr contact : 0749 12 55 22 e-mail : Dizzy.minimal@gmail.com Best Regards T.C Silviu

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codrin antonoviciCA

codrin antonovici

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I am to be and nothing more

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RaduR

Radu

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There are only two ways to live your life. One is as though nothing is a miracle. The other is as though everything is a miracle. Albert Einstein (1879-1955)

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The Armful

de Robert Frost

For every parcel I stoop down to seize I lose some other off my arms and knees, And the whole pile is slipping, bottles, buns, Extremes too hard to comprehend at. once Yet nothing I should care to...

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Portrait D\'une Femme

de Ezra Pound

Your mind and you are our Sargasso Sea, London has swept about you this score years And bright ships left you this or that in fee: Ideas, old gossip, oddments of all things, Strange spars of...

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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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The Need of Being Versed in Country Things

de Robert Frost

The house had gone to bring again To the midnight sky a sunset glow. Now the chimney was all of the house that stood, Like a pistil after the petals go The barn opposed across the way, That would...

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Sonnet LX

de William Shakespeare

Like as the waves make towards the pebbled shore, So do our minutes hasten to their end; Each changing place with that which goes before, In sequent toil all forwards do contend. Nativity, once in...

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On Truth and Lies in a Nonmoral Sense

de Friedrich Nietzsche

On Truth and Lies in a Nonmoral Sense (1873) By Friedrich Nietzsche Once upon a time, in some out of the way corner of that universe which is dispersed into numberless twinkling solar systems, there...

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PARADISE LOST -- Book I

de John Milton

Book I Of Man\'s first disobedience, and the fruit Of that forbidden tree whose mortal taste Brought death into the World, and all our woe, With loss of Eden, till one greater Man Restore us, and...

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The Apocalyptic Subculture of a Woman\'s Man

de Ohm

Where can I begin? Where will it end? Well, either in the year 2003 or the year 2006, most likely the latter. The remaining timeline grows thinner as the world grows fatter. It doesn\'t matter,...

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Summa Theologica

de Thomas Aquinas

fragment.. Objection 1. It seems that there are no ideas. For Dionysius says (Div. Nom. vii), that God does not know things by ideas. But ideas are for nothing else except that things may be known...

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Silence

de oana stanescu

I seem to have forgotten that Tomorrow is just another yesterday And that my tears Have already dried out My cry Seems so useless Like begging mercy To a cruel tyrant Who will have his way Anyway And...

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