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Weary DreamWhat happens to a dream deferred? Droning a drowsy syncopated tune, In a deep song voice with a melancholy tone "I got the Weary Blues, And can't be satisfied- I ain't happy no mo' And I wish that I had died." If we must die, O let us nobly die So that our precious blood may not be shed in vain. Does it stink like rotten meat? Or crust and sugar over like a syrupy sweet?Weary Dream
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