What Will Matter

“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 free, the wretched refuse of your teeming shore. Send these, the homeless, tempest-tost to me, I lift my lamp beside the golden door.” – Emma Lazarus

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“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 free,
the wretched refuse of your teeming shore.
Send these,
the homeless, tempest-tost to me,
I lift my lamp beside the golden door.”
– Emma Lazarus

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