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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.... Did you want to see me broken? Bowed head and lowered eyes? Shoulders falling down like teardrops, Weakened by my soulful cries? .... Out of the huts of history’s shame I rise Up from a past that’s rooted in pain I rise I’m a black ocean, leaping and wide, Welling and swelling I bear in the tide. Leaving behind nights of terror and fear I rise Into a daybreak that’s wondrously clear I rise Bringing the gifts that my ancestors gave, I am the dream and the hope of the slave. I rise I rise I rise. -And still I rise, Maya Angelou (revised) ...Well, now that I've copy and pasted, my font is all messed up XD I came across this poem today and I just...I really HAD to draw something, however crappy the result. It moved me too much to ignore. A sketch of Kai, from my story True Grit: www.fanfiction.net/s/10101087/… (And no, I *promise* I didn't cover up the one eye because I didn't want to draw it XD Kai just decided that's where he wanted his hair to go because he's a silly guy) ((Is it poor artistry to not care that my phone took such an odd and unevenly-shaded photo?))

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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.... Did you want to see me broken? Bowed head and lowered eyes? Shoulders falling down like teardrops, Weakened by my soulful cries? .... Out of the huts of history’s shame I rise Up from a past that’s rooted in pain I rise I’m a black ocean, leaping and wide, Welling and swelling I bear in the tide. Leaving behind nights of terror and fear I rise Into a daybreak that’s wondrously clear I rise Bringing the gifts that my ancestors gave, I am the dream and the hope of the slave. I rise I rise I rise. -And still I rise, Maya Angelou (revised) ...Well, now that I've copy and pasted, my font is all messed up XD I came across this poem today and I just...I really HAD to draw something, however crappy the result. It moved me too much to ignore. A sketch of Kai, from my story True Grit: www.fanfiction.net/s/10101087/… (And no, I *promise* I didn't cover up the one eye because I didn't want to draw it XD Kai just decided that's where he wanted his hair to go because he's a silly guy) ((Is it poor artistry to not care that my phone took such an odd and unevenly-shaded photo?))