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Look like she been livin’ through a hundred years in January without one day of spring.

Zora Neale Hurston

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Night came walking through Egypt swishing her black dress.
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Black Heart Herself Night
If you are silent about your pain, they’ll kill you and say you enjoyed it.
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Enjoyment Pain Silence Yourself
She stood there until something fell off the shelf inside her.
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Deep Herself
They seemed to be staring at the dark, but their eyes were watching God.
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Darkness Eyes God
Half Gods are worshipped with wine and Flowers. Real Gods require Blood.
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Flower God Reality Wine
Her old thoughts were going to come in handy now, but new words would have to be made and said to fit them.
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Herself Thinking Word
It was the meanest moment of eternity.
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Forever Moments One Liner
I have been in Sorrow’s kitchen and licked out all the pots. Then I have stood on the peaky mountain wrapped in rainbows, with a harp and a sword in my hands.
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Hands Myself
Bitterness is the coward’s revenge on the world for having been hurt.
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Hurt Revenge World
Look like she been livin’ through a hundred years in January without one day of spring.
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Herself Live Season Spring
So her soul crawled out from its hiding place.
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Herself Hide Place Soul
Anytime you catch folks lying, they scared of something!
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Friendship Lying Scare
If you’re silent about your pain, they’ll kill you and say you enjoyed it.
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Enjoyment Kill Pain Silence Yourself
I love myself when I am laughing. And then again when I am looking mean and impressive.
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Appearance Laugh Love Myself
So she sat on the porch and watched the moon rise. Soon its amber fluid was drenching the earth, and quenching the thirst of the day.
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Herself Moon Rise
No, I do not weep at the world. I’m too busy sharpening my oyster knife.
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Myself World

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