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Did you want to see me broken?
Bowed head and lowered eyes?
Just like moons and like suns,
With the certainty of tides,
Just like hopes springing high,
Still I'll rise. π£οΈMaya Angelou
Still, we shall rise.
Did you want to see me broken?
Bowed head and lowered eyes?
Just like moons and like suns,
With the certainty of tides,
Just like hopes springing high,
Still I'll rise. π£οΈMaya Angelou
Still, we shall rise.
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about this poem a lot lately. πͺπ»ππΊπ²π½