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Gloria SteinemGS

Gloria Steinem

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Gloria Marie Steinem (born March 25, 1934) is an American feminist icon, journalist, and social and political activist. Rising to national prominence as a feminist leader in 1969, Steinem was a founder of New York magazine in the 1960s and broke ground in 1963 with an investigative report of how the women of Playboy were treated. In the 1970s she became a leading political leader and one of the most important heads of the second-wave feminism, the women's rights movement of the 1960s and 1970s. In 1971, Steinem, along with other feminist leaders (including Betty Friedan, Fannie Lou Hamer, Myrlie Evers, and U.S. Representatives Shirley Chisholm and Bella Abzug) founded the National Women's Political Caucus. An influential co-convener of the Caucus, she delivered her memorable "Address to the Women of America." The next year Steinem became the founding editor and publisher of Ms. magazine, which brought feminist issues to the forefront and became the movement's most influential...

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TC

the crow

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un spectru bantuie Europa

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The Rave parties going JesterTJ

The Rave parties going Jester

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nu stiu cum naiba sa scap de contul asta infect

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The Shadow

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Ben Ber

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Alex Dan

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21 de ani,imi place singuratatea,observ si judec, imi place sa ma joc cu realitatea,scriu poezie si proza. Sper sa va placa...

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Matei Alexandru Marian

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Anca Emancipatu

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Pelin Razvan Romeo

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Florin Dumitru

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Mai multe poezii scrise de mine gasiti la varianta in engleza a site-ului... (apasati pe steagul britanic). Adresa mea de mail este floringabriel2003@yahoo.com

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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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The Final Cut

de Pink Floyd

Through the fish-eyed lens of tear stained eyes I can barely define the shape of this moment in time And far from flying high in clear blue skies I\'m spiralling down to the hole in the ground where...

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Postcard to The Past

de Ohm

The past... Wow, what can I say. All this soon will fade. All this will simply be fetilizer for the future. The past can\\\\\\\'t help but cry, and die... drowning in its own tears (and sometimes its...

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The Code

de Robert Frost

There were three in the meadow by the brook Gathering up windrows, piling cocks of hay, With an eye always lifted toward the west Where an irregular sun-bordered cloud Darkly advanced with a...

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Mowing

de Robert Frost

There was never a sound beside the wood but one, And that was my long scythe whispering to the ground. What was it it whispered? I knew not well myself; Perhaps it was something about the heat of the...

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Scrisoarea IV - vers Engleza

de Mihai Eminescu

See the tall and lonely castle mirrored in the placid lake, \'Neath those waters does its shadow through the ages never wake, Silently above the pine-tress rise its ancient rampart stark, Throwing...

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Au Cimetière. Clair de lune.

de Théophile Gautier

Do you know the white tomb Where floats, with plaintive sound, The shadow of a yew tree? On the yew, a pale dove, Sad and alone, at sundown, Sings its song; An air sickly tender At once charming and...

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Necronomikon

de Abdul al-Hazred

THE TESTIMONY OF MAD ARAB THIS is the testimony of all that I have seen, and all that I have learned, in those years that I have possesed the Three Seals of MASSHU. I have seen One Thousand and-One...

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Tree at my Window

de Robert Frost

Tree at my window, window tree, My sash is lowered when night comes on; But let there never be curtain drawn Between you and me. Vague dream-head lifted out of the ground, And thing next most diffuse...

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Testul unei idei.

de Radu Herinean

Pentru cei care sunt pasionati de diverse concursuri, teste si provocari, lansez acum o asemenea provocare, incercand in acelasi timp sa ii fac un serviciu unui membru al comunitatii. Se da textul de...

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