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The New Colossus
Not like the brazen giant of Greek fame,
With conquering limbs astride from land to land;
Here at our sea-washed, sunset gates shall stand
A mighty woman with a torch, whose flame
Is the imprisoned lightning, and her name
Mother of Exiles. From her beacon-hand
Glows world-wide welcome; her mild eyes command
The air-bridged 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, tempest-tost to me,
I lift my lamp beside the golden door!"

Anyone out there feel like they are at the golden door, that they are tired or tempest tossed?

No! We are better then others, we are entitled, we deserve THINGS and we compare ourselves to others!! We should be paid more for less!!

America is in decline because Americans are in decline. Generation X is the worst generation. Talent always skips a generation.

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