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The Graduate (1967)

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A love once new has now grown old

I loved my friend
He went away from me
There’s nothing more to say
The poem ends,
Soft as it began-
I loved my friend.

Langston Hughes (via thalensis)
You may write me down in history
With your bitter, twisted lies,
You may trod me in the very dirt
But still, like dust, I’ll rise.

Maya Angelou (via observando)
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I am the sea and nobody owns me.
Pippi Longstocking (1997)

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