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So since I'm still here livin', I guess I will live on. I could've died for love-- But for livin' I was born.

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Langston Hughes
Age: 66 †
Born: 1901
Born: February 1
Died: 1967
Died: May 22
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James Langston Hughes
James Mercer Langston Hughes
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What happens to a dream deferred? Does it dry up like a raisin in the sun? Or fester like a sore-- And then run? Does it stink like rotten meat? Or crust and sugar over-- like a syrupy sweet? Maybe it just sags like a heavy load. Or does it explode?
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Rest at pale evening... A tall slim tree... Night coming tenderly Black like me
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