“I looked at my hands to see if I was the same person now I was free. There was such glory over… — Harriet Tubman Copy Share Image
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It seems at times I should be a composer of sounds, not only of rhythms and colors. Walking under the trees, I… — Charles E. Burchfield Copy Share Image
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