still i rise

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You thought You broke me, That I lay in shattered pieces on the ground You thought you’d left nothing of me, A Humpty Dumpty Only Ash I could never put back together But from these pieces, still I rise
Thank the lord for Maya Angelou When the world went fast, she took things slow Her hopes held high when her head hung low She spoke her truth so we all could know The good lord gave us Maya Angelou  
I do not care for violence Yes, you heard me right But if you hurt a friend of mine Then get ready for a fight   I was raised on stones and firewood With hot coals beneath my feet
You spoke ofcaged birds andrising dust andthe incredible powerof a woman.You gave voiceto those whocould not yet speakwhat they thoughtfor fear of
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