Give to me your tired and your poor, Your huddled masses yearning to breathe free, The wretched refuse of your teeming shore, Send these, the homeless, tempest-tossed to me. Blessed are the persecuted, And blessed are the pure in heart, Blessed are the merciful, And blessed are the ones who mourn, And blessed are the ones who mourn.
Aspirational shit! Fucking corporate cult! That's what you call living, that is the proof he lived! Just wonder why he hasn't got an oscar, not fair!!!
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