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I know why the caged bird sings, ah me, When his wing is bruised and his bosom sore,- When he beats his bars and would be free It is not a carol of joy or glee, But a prayer that he sends from his heart's deep core, But a plea, that upward to Heaven he flings- I know why the caged bird sings!

Paul Laurence Dunbar

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Paul Laurence Dunbar
Age: 33 †
Born: 1872
Born: June 27
Died: 1906
Died: February 9
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Dayton
Ohio
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