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!

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!
If you don't get sampling you'll never get this poem.
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With all the juggling going on, how knows what's right or who's wrong. Quit playing games and fix shit.
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Back Side of Sand & Glass
A triptych piece of Panted Poetry about aging and moving on.
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When they say one thing and do something else.
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Words: FD Thornton
Image: Goggle Gemini