Theme flish B
The instructor said,
Go home and write
a page tonight.
Ahat page e out of you--
Then, it will be true.
I wonder if its that simple?
I am twenty-two, colored, born in Winston-Salem.
I went to school there, then Durham, then here
to this college on the hill above Harlem.
I am the only colored student in my class.
The steps from the hill lead down into Harlem,
through a park, then I cross St. Nicholas,
Eighth Avenue, Seventh, and I e to the Y,
the Harlem Branch Y, where I take the elevator
up to my room, sit down, and write this page:
Its not easy to know what is true for you or me
at twenty-two, my age. But I guess Im what
I feel and see and hear, Harlem, I hear you:
hear you, hear me--we two--you, me, talk on this page.
(I hear New York, too.) Me--who?
Well, I like to eat, sleep, drink, and be in love.
I like to work, read, learn, and uand life.
I like a pipe for a Christmas present,
or records--Bessie, bop, or Bach.
I guess being colored d……（内容加载失败！）
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