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Generation GapA Poem by Commanda PandaMy generation is WEAK My generation is FUCKED My generation is SCREWED By OLD ONES so CORRUPT My generation generates An infinite profi.. |
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Teaching jobs availableA Story by Sultan ShafiqueMost people enter the teaching job industry because they have a keen interest in imparting the knowledge they possess. |
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What I want to beA Poem by QuinnAstronaut, fierce knightBillionaire, famous spyPrime minister, movie starWe would dream into the nightBig dreamsBig plans“What I want to be&rdqu.. |
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J1 Visa - Living in America for the SummerA Poem by A. O'FarrellEvery summer thousands of irish university students travel to America to work and live. Most return with great memories littered with universal scenar.. |
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Nature of photographer jobs in Audrey RudenA Story by Audrey RudenThe reputed company is hiring professionals for the career of photographer to expand their business through the country. |
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A Week in the Life of a Used Car SalesmanA Story by Trevor C. W.The only reason I actually wrote this was to blow off some steam. It is not written to be professional or correct by any means. This is the story of w.. |
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Prefabricated Building ProducersA Story by Hero-GlasHero Glas ist als familiengeführtes Unternehmen mit mehr als 40 Jahren Erfahrung in der Glasverarbeitung tätig. |
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ShadeA Poem by Robert RonnowYour past, your romantic past, is a shadow. Like all towns, Port Angeles was a combination of rain and clouds, sun and mist, with a chamber of c.. |
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Troy and TrinityA Poem by Robert RonnowLearning disabled, hopelessly unemployedTroy can't write the address for his next interview.Warehouse stock, 331 Tiffany Street, in the Bronx.His girl.. |
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Brother DeathA Poem by Robert RonnowEven in the last days you need clean clothes;therefore you may be found in the laundrymornings, small task against the larger oneof not breathing. Wit.. |
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Geese in WinterA Poem by Robert RonnowFull of courage, winter,geese fly north. The caralmost wouldn't start.Drive along the Mohawkflood plain. Cattails, grasses,no doubt ash and elm.Restfu.. |
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Grand CanyonA Poem by Robert RonnowThe Grand Canyon is like the brainwith deep, unexplored fissures and tributaries,the main route well known by now.I am walking, walking inside my mind.. |
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Peter has gotten a new jobA Poem by Robert RonnowPeter has gotten a new jobas a bookstore clerk from one to tendown by the riverin a sunny little house.I've come to visit and I'm thumbing througha bo.. |
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South BronxA Poem by Robert RonnowWhile I'm reading a poem about it on the previous pagethe girls come over to visit their boyfriends and dancein high shoes and perfume. Their legs are.. |
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