From her beaconhand Glows worldwide welcome. her mild eyes command The airbridged harbor that twin cities frame. "Keep. ancient lands. your storied pomp!" Cries she With silent lips. "Give me your tired. your poor. Your huddled masses yearning to breathe free. The wretched refuse of your teeming shore. Send these. the homeless. tempesttost to me. I lift my lamp beside the golden door!" The debate that we will undertake about this bill. about whether we call refugees enemies is a debate about who we are as a nation. Lets honor our history. lets honor our values. and lets do what Americans have always donebeen willing to extend a hand to those who are victimized by atrocity in other lands. rather than extend the back of our hand and label them as enemies. Now.
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