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Give me your tired, your poor, Your huddled masses yearning to breathe free, The wretched refuse of your teeming shore. Send these, the homeless, tempest-tots, to me, I lift my lamp beside the golden door! The American poet and writer of ... Read More
Tags: July 22, Emma Lazarus, New York
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