And I cant die easy thinking maybe the menfolks white or black is making a spit cup out of you. Have some sympathy for me. Put me down easy Janie Im a cracked plate.

And I cant die easy thinking maybe the menfolks white or black is making a spit cup out of you. Have some sympathy for me. Put me down easy Janie Im a cracked plate.
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Finally she grew quiet. After that coherent thought. With this stalked through her a cold bloody rage Hours of this a period of introspection a space of retrospection then a mixture of both. Out of this an awful calm.
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I do not weep at the world I am too busy sharpening my oyster knife.
- Zora Neale Hurston

And I cant die easy thinking maybe the menfolks white or black is making a spit cup out of you. Have some sympathy for me. Put me down easy Janie Im a cracked plate. Zora Neale Hurston

And I cant die easy thinking maybe the menfolks white or black is making a spit cup out of you. Have some sympathy for me. Put me down easy Janie Im a cracked plate.
Zora Neale Hurston