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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?

- Langston Hughes, 1959, ‘Dream Deferred’ (Harlem) from The Panther & the Lash

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