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WORD SHARING ON UNESCO WORLD BOOK DAY. IF YOU WOULD LIKE TO COME ALONG AND READ FROM YOUR OWN CONTRIBUTION TO THE BOOK, PLEASE FEEL FREE. FAMILY OR FRIENDS MIGHT ALSO LIKE TO RENDER SOMETHING BY THE LATE JULIA DARLING, MICHAEL STANDEN AND ALAN C. POET ROB WALTON ALSO CONTRIBUTES SOME OF HIS POETRY FOR WORLD BOOK DAY.
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This one time at band camp. This is the part when i tell you about me. I wish i could find a way to quit making you my lever. And the time before that i was five. The life i want to create should mirror a brilliant dance,. I need to figure out my standards.
Deutsch als Fremdsprache an der LMU München. Erschien das Interview mit der Leiterin.
learned how to accept that some things you will never be able to say goodbye to. some things will always be in your life because they are a part of you. I used to be great.
Martes, 28 de junio de 2011. Árbol de la niñez de mi madre. Mi arbol brotó, mi infancia pasó,. Hoy bajo su sombra que tanto creció,. Tenemos recuerdos mi arbol y yo. Y, en cordial semejanza,. Buen árbol, quizá pronto te recuerde,. Cuando brote en mi vida una esperanza. Que se parezca un poco a tu hoja verde. Ver pasar tantas personas por su cuerpo, tener escritos los nombres en su corteza, reconocer la ausencia de otros en el ruido místico de las hojas caídas en otoño.