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„Mir dein müdes, deine Armen geben,
Deine gepressten Massen, die yearning sind, frei zu atmen,
Der wretched Abfall deines ausgießenden Ufers.
Diese, den Homeless schicken mir, tempest-geworfen.
Ich hebe meine Lampe neben der goldenen Tür. „an
Zu allen unsere Freunde,
Für dein Interesse danke.
Wenn du kannst, dem amerikanischen roten Kreuz oder der Unfall-Entlastung Kapital der New York Feuerwehrmann-bitte helfen 9-11.
Gott segnen Amerika.
Dieses schoß vom Freiheitsstatuen kommt zu dir Phasen von den Manhattan Büros
vom Georgeson Aktionär.
