The History Of Sistership
From A Hidden Treasure To A Global Icon
Maya Angelou 1928-2014
Still I Rise
Does my sassiness upset you?
Why are you beset with gloom?
'Cause I walk like I've got oil wells
Pumping in my living room.
Just like moons and like suns,
With the certainty of tides,
Just like hopes springing high,
Still I'll rise.
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