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A dream deferred is a dream denied.

Langston Hughes

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When a man starts out to build a world, He starts first with himself
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Build Himself Inspirational Man Start World
Let the rain kiss you. Let the rain beat upon your head with silver liquid drops. Let the rain sing you a lullaby.
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Head Kiss Rain Sing Yourself
My soul has grown deep like the rivers.
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Deep Growth River Soul
That Justice is a blind goddess Is a thing to which we black are wise: Her bandage hides two festering sores That once perhaps were eyes.
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Black Eyes Hide Justice
Love is a naked shadow, On a gnarled and naked tree.
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Love Naked Shadow Tree Yourself
Everything there is but lovin’ leaves a rust on your old soul.
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Leaving Love Old Soul Yourself
Books -where if people suffered, they suffered in beautiful language, not in monosyllables.
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Beautiful Book Language People Suffering
The only way to get a thing done is to start to do it, then keep on doing it, and finally you’ll finish it.
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Finish Start Way Yourself
Whiskey just naturally likes me but beer likes me better.
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Alcohol Better Instagram Captions Myself Naturally
Humor is laughing at what you haven’t got when you ought to have it.
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Laughter Yourself
Life is a system of half-truths and lies, Opportunistic, convenient evasion.
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Life Lying Opportunity System Truth
I stay cool, and dig all jive, That’s the way I stay alive. My motto, as I live and learn, is Dig and be dug In return.
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Alive Learning Myself Return Stay
The past has been a mint Of blood and sorrow. That must not be True of tomorrow.
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Blood Past Sorrow Tomorrow True
Politics can be the graveyard of the poet. And only poetry can be his resurrection.
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Grave Himself Poet Poetry Politics
For my best poems were all written when I felt the worst. When I was happy, I didn’t write anything.
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Best Feeling Happiness Myself Poem Worst Writing
This morning I paid seventy cents for two little old dried-up slivers of bacon and one cockeyed egg. It took me till noon to get my appetite back.
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Hungry Morning Myself Price

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