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I got the Weary Blues And I can't be satisfied.
Langston Hughes
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Langston Hughes
Age: 66 †
Born: 1901
Born: February 1
Died: 1967
Died: May 22
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Americans of good-will, the nice decent church people, the well-meaning liberals, the good hearted souls who themselves wouldn't lynch anyone, must begin to realize that they have to be more than passively good-hearted, more than church goingly Christian, and much more than word-of-mouth in the liberalism.
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Let America be America, where equality is in the air we breathe.
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To some people Love is given, To others Only Heaven.
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Though you may hear me holler, And you may see me cry-- I'll be dogged, sweet baby, If you gonna see me die.
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The calm, Cool face of the river, Asked me for a kiss
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Reach Up Your Hand... and take a star.
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