"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-tossed, to me: I lift my lamp beside the golden door."
~ Emma Lazarus ~
Not So Much Anymore.. In the midst of all the public outcry against immigration, I wonder how those who are currently opposed feel about this?
Maybe the time has come to change the plaque at the 'Statue of Liberty' to read...
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