The words by Emma Lazarus inscribed at the base of the Statue of Liberty are no longer a beacon of hope...
"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, I lift my lamp beside the golden door."
As Mr, Trump usually says in his tweets... SAD
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