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“Don’t give them a taste of their own medicine. They already know what it tastes like. Give them a taste of your own medicine. If they lied, let your medicine be honesty. If they played with your emotions, let your medicine be maturity. Don’t be afraid to be yourself, even if it means removing yourself from lives that you want to be in. You are, no doubt, worthy of being valued for who you are. So be who you are.”

— Najwa Zebian

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The sea is your blood. The trees, your lungs. The wind, your breath. The rain, your tears. The sun, your eyes. Out of nothing you spun and with no beginning you have begun. It is all you, it is all you, it is all you. There is nothing to fear.

Brittany Trubridge

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Anger boiled inside of her, Strong and furious. Reasons to lash out ran thru her head. Arguments not to countered them. Tension, frustration and tears filled her. And then the words came... "My soul is my own." Suddenly the target of her anger lost its power. She would give it no more. She turned away And moved towards her light.

Terri St Cloud

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Speak words as if you bleed them; after all it is fire which warms the body, not air. Light your wounds on fire.

Maza-Dohta

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You may write me down in history With your bitter, twisted lies, You may tread me in the very dirt But still, like dust, I'll rise. Does my sassiness upset you? Why are you beset with gloom? 'Cause I walk like I've got oil wells Pumping in my living room. Just like moons and like suns, With the certainty of tides, Just like hopes springing high, Still I'll rise. Did you want to see me broken? Bowed head and lowered eyes? Shoulders falling down like teardrops. Weakened by my soulful cries. Does my haughtiness offend you? Don't you take it awful hard 'Cause I laugh like I've got gold mines Diggin' in my own back yard. You may shoot me with your words, You may cut me with your eyes, You may kill me with your hatefulness, But still, like air, I'll rise. Does my sexiness upset you? Does it come as a surprise That I dance like I've got diamonds At the meeting of my thighs? Out of the huts of history's shame I rise Up from a past that's rooted in pain I rise I'm a black ocean, leaping and wide, Welling and swelling I bear in the tide. Leaving behind nights of terror and fear I rise Into a daybreak that's wondrously clear I rise Bringing the gifts that my ancestors gave, I am the dream and the hope of the slave. I rise I rise I rise.

Maya Angelou

My favourite of all of her work, and one of the most powerful things I've ever read. RIP Maya, your words will live on forever.

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I used to have a handwritten poster with the last 4 lines on it in the backroom of one of my previous stores… Incredible words, incredible wisdom, incredible brave, inspiring, courageous woman. #ripmayaangelou #youwillneverbeforgotten #quoteoftheday #quotes #mayaangelou #regram @_firstloveyourself_

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it's not your fault. you didn't know what to do, who to tell, where to go. it's not your fault. you didn't know. it's not your fault - and it's time now for you to hold that. for you to hold her - the little girl who is you. hold her and love her. hold her and love you. hold her and let the other go. it's time now. you can do it. women everywhere who share your story are standing next to you. love yourself. and let the other go.

Terri St Cloud