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Life for my child is simple, and is good.

Gwendolyn Brooks

I don’t like the idea of the black race being diluted out of existence. I like the idea of all of us being here.
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Black Existence Ideas Myself Race
Don’t let anyone call you a minority if you’re black or Hispanic or belong to some other ethnic group. You’re not less than anybody else.
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Black Identity Minority Worth Yourself
What, what am I to do with all of this life?
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Life Myself Philosophy Unknown
Exhaust the little moment soon it dies.
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Death Moments Time
Live not for Battles Won. Live not for The-End-of-the-Song. Live in the along.
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Battle End Inspirational Live Song Win
There are no magics or elves or timely godmothers to guide us. We are lost, must wizard a track through our own screaming weed.
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Guide Lost Magic Scream Time
Abortions will not let you forget. You remember the children you got that you did not get.
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Children Death Forget Remember Yourself
I am a writer perhaps because I am not a talker. It has always been hard for me to say exactly what I mean in speech But if I have written a clumsiness, I may erase it.
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Hard Mistake Myself Talk Writing
We real cool. We Left school. We Lurk late. We Strike straight. We Sing sin. We Thin gin. We Jazz June. We Die soon.
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Cool Death Reality Sing
Do not be afraid of no, Who has so far, so very far to go.
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Afraid Journey Path Travel
We are each other’s harvest; we are each other’s business; we are each other’s magnitude and bond.
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Bond Business Each Other Friendship Relationship
When you love a man, he becomes more than a body. His physical limbs expand, and his outline recedes, vanishes. He is rich and sweet and right. He is part of the world, the atmosphere, the blue sky and the blue water.
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Blue Body Himself Love Man Rich Right Sweet Water World
I tell poets that when a line just floats into your head, don’t pay attention ’cause it probably has floated into somebody else’s head.
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Attention Float Head Poet Yourself
Art is a refining and evocative translation of the materials of the world.
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Art Material Translation World
Very early in life I became fascinated with the wonders language can achieve. And I began playing with words.
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Achievement Beginning Early Fascinate Language Life Play Wonder Word
Exhaust the little moment. Soon it dies. And be it gash or gold it will not come again in this identical guise.
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Death Gold Identity Moments

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