No Experience Sales Cover Letter

at night - Lars Gustafsson

(photo: The mirror of Umberto Verdirosi )

Looking outside I see myself imperfect, sometimes even within
guardadomi me am.

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Like when the night wind and trees along
seem moved by third
which is the thick darkness that is beside you, then your thoughts
retreat.

horizon light of dawn.
there for someone else, far away from you
;
its weak motion is time.

someone wakes up at night,
his heart pounding.
no longer know who is
his name no longer has any meaning.

Lars Gustafsson
from the wealth of the worlds inhabited
Crocetti Editore 2010