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Friday, March 31, 2006

   something i found from a book i'm reading in my english class.
I would hurl words into this darkness and wait for an echo, and if an echo sounded, no matter how faintly, I would send other words to tell, to march, to fight, to create a sense of the hunger for life that gnaws in us all, to keep alive in our hearts a sense of the inexpressiblt human.

by: richard wright
from: Black Boy (American Hunger)

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