Hold fast to dreams, for if dreams die, life is a broken winged bird that cannot fly.
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What happens to a dream deferred? Does it dry up - like a raisin in the sun? Or fester like a sore - And then run? Does it stink like rotten meat? Or crust and sugar over - like a syrupy sweet? Maybe it just sags - like a heavy lead
Hold fast to your dreams, for without them life is a broken winged bird that cannot fly.
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Hold fast to dreams, For if dreams dieLife is a broken-winged bird, That cannot fly.
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What happens to a dream deferred?
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What happens to a dream deferred?Does it dry up like a raisin in the sun? Or fester like a sore-- And then run? Does it stink like rotten meat? Or crust and sugar over-- like a syrupy sweet?Maybe it just sags like a heavy load. Or does it explode?
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I have discovered in life that there are ways of getting almost anywhere you want to go, if you really want to go.
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You talk like they don't kick dreams around downtown.
Let America be America again. Let it be the dream it used to be.
Good evening, daddy I know you've heard The boogie-woogie rumble Of a dream deferred
Why should it be my loneliness, Why should it be my song, Why should it be my dream deferred overlong?
What happens to a dream deferred? Daddy, ain't you heard?
There's a certain amount of traveling in a dream deferred.
A certain amount of nothing in a dream deferred.
Dream within a dream, Our dream deferred. Good morning, daddy! Ain't you heard?