“Still Here,” by Langston Hughes

I been scarred and battered.
My hopes the wind done scattered.
       Snow has friz me,
       Sun has baked me,
Looks like between ‘em they done
       Tried to make me
Stop laughin’, stop lovin’, stop livin’—
       But I don’t care!
       I’m still here!

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