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Section: Reading & Writing
| ID | Section | Domain | Skill | Difficulty | Question | Actions |
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| rw_cra_4472 | Reading & Writing | craft_and_structure | text_structure_and_purpose | Hard | Urban community gardens are widely celebrated for enhancing local food security and fostering social cohesion, their ... | |
| rw_cra_4470 | Reading & Writing | craft_and_structure | text_structure_and_purpose | Hard |
My hand, it hovers, still and slow, Above the bath where pigments glow. Each drop expands, a silent bloom, Dispelling... |
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| rw_cra_4469 | Reading & Writing | craft_and_structure | text_structure_and_purpose | Medium |
The escapement wheel, a stubborn catch, I file the tooth, a careful patch. Each tiny spring, a coiled demand, Resi... |
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| rw_cra_4467 | Reading & Writing | craft_and_structure | text_structure_and_purpose | Medium |
My spirit watches where the cogs engage, And measured purpose marks the turning page. A brass-bound gauge, with num... |
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| rw_cra_4466 | Reading & Writing | craft_and_structure | text_structure_and_purpose | Hard |
The ancient lane, where merchant's door stood wide, Close by the dwelling, where soft lamplight's guide Invited res... |
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| rw_cra_4465 | Reading & Writing | craft_and_structure | text_structure_and_purpose | Medium |
The day's loud clamor softly dies, As silent thought within me lies. A jumbled fragment, quick to flee, A half-for... |
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| rw_cra_4464 | Reading & Writing | craft_and_structure | text_structure_and_purpose | Medium |
Two streams of thought, a constant ebb and flow, Where native currents and new pathways go. The mind, a bridge, mus... |
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| rw_cra_4463 | Reading & Writing | craft_and_structure | text_structure_and_purpose | Hard |
The marble form, so proudly set, Defied the sky, would not forget The hand that shaped its rigid grace, A silent s... |
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| rw_cra_4462 | Reading & Writing | craft_and_structure | text_structure_and_purpose | Hard |
The following text is from Edward F. Rileys 1888 poem The Suns Fury. My spirit waits for tidings from afar, B... |
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| rw_cra_4461 | Reading & Writing | craft_and_structure | text_structure_and_purpose | Hard |
My spirit slept, in comfort long confined, While distant cries, unheard, did rend the air. The weight of wrong, to ... |