#and still i rise

When I fall into the abyss, I go straight into it, head down and heels up, and I’m even pleased that I’m falling in just such

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Our spirit persists like a man struggling through the frozen valley who suddenly smells flowers and realizes the snow

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History will carry me along and as gently leave me / here, in the cave, the enormous well-being / of which we may not speak

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Yet this silence is lined, I promise you, it is lined with tenderness. And if you doubt this, remember touching with your

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