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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-tost to me, lift my lamp beside the
Here at our sea-washed, sunset gates shall stand a mighty woman with a torch. From her beacon-hand glows world-wide welcome. Give me your tired, your poor, your huddld masses yearning to breathe
